Under the Influence

Well, hell, I can't be held responsible for my disappearance. Sometimes a person just vanishes. Ever hear of Jimmy Hoffa?

What I can say is that I came through the other side of the wall without so much as a scratch. And I came through in time to check out the total lunar eclipse this morning and was rewarded for my efforts. It's hard to imagine a trip to the moon without a serious paradigm shift, eh?

And really all I wanted to tell you is that these days of malaise must certainly come to an end at some point, right? And where do they come from? There is certainly little inspiration left. How long can we discuss the stupidity of politicians, the disappointment that is modern news media, the sadness of Lindsay Lohan - wait, what? I think we covered that one already - see "modern new media."

Really, how many 100s of thousands of weapons do we need to "misplace" in Iraq before we see some consistent and organized effort to get answers. What happened to this whole idea of checks and balances in our government? How is it we are going to set up democracies around the world when we can't even manage to hold on to our own democracy?

Good lord, why did I come out of hiding?