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Why I Blog

Posted in Uncategorized by EloiSVM42 on August 25, 2018

I began a blog after I retired. This is my 500th blog post. I began blogging for two reasons. First, putting my thoughts down on paper aids my thinking. Actually, it’s the second step – editing – that most helps. Once my thought is written down, I can subject it to more precise scrutiny. Do I mean precisely what I wrote? Is it factually correct? Do the adjectives and adverbs modify my noun or verb as I mean them to? In other words, am I writing what I mean say, and does what I wrote reflect what I am really thinking?

The second reason I started blogging is that I want my children to know where and for what I stand, as they make their own decisions in life. Like most parents, I suspect, as my children were leaving the nest, I thought of so many things I wanted them to know before they fledged but hadn’t yet told them, so the blog is my way of chasing after them as they fly off, with last minute cautions, counsel, encouragement, advice and tears.

I thought about writing down all my beliefs and philosophy in a book for my children, but it would have been a short book. I don’t have many absolute beliefs, and my children know those already. So, I stumbled on the idea of making commentary on the important events of each week, as I rated them, anyway, as a kind of ongoing, real time position statement.

However, like so many, my writing and thinking has been high-jacked by President Trump, whose behavior is as mesmerizing as it is odious. I have been writing about him constantly, which has become a not only infuriating but depressing task. Journalists have to do it, but at least they are being paid. I suspect, however, that many of them find the job distasteful and enervating.  

But I don’t have to do it, not least because other, professional writers are doing it better, and so I’m not going to for a while.

Truth to tell, since Cynthia died recently, none of this seems nearly as important to me anymore. My life is sad enough these days without thinking about Trump, so I’m going to try not to. I’m going to take a two month sabbatical from Trump news, and if I enjoy it as much as I think I may, maybe longer.

I’ll continue to write the occasional blog, on no particular timetable and about anything that I find interesting, positive and having nothing to do with Trump or his administration. But until at least mid-October, I’m not going to let him add to the sadness of my days any more.

One final, parting shot. Trump is a pig of a human being. He’s less than a pig. He’s a pig part. And the worst thing about him, the most depressing thing, is that we elected him. I am choking on what that signifies about us as a nation, and I just don’t want to think about it anymore.

 

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