Here's something: I could convert Functional/Ambivalent into a blog made up entirely of the profiles of other bloggers who I'm guaranteed not to like. For example:
I am a stay-at-home mom of 3 boys, an amateur genealogist, a
scrapbooker, an avid reader, a political junkie, a huge Springsteen
fan, and a compulsive proofreader. I am opinionated and brutally honest. I don't
sugar-coat anything or dance around issues. For this reason, some
people don't like me.
I do not believe that the world needs more opinionated and brutally honest scrapbookers.
I thought both candidates did well in their conversations with Rick Warren. I liked Obama better, which isn't surprising because I like Obama better, but McCain was fine, too. We could more or less cancel the rest of the campaign, at this point, because we know what the two men are: reflections of the two ends of the political spectrum as posited by my Theory of Everything.
Obama looks inward, McCain out. Obama's world is all about improving ourselves, and McCain's world is all about going out into the world to seek enemies. Obama would "confront" evil through moral certainty and strength; McCain would "destroy" evil though the application of military force. Which kind of government do you want?
I'm tired of politics. The next couple of months are going to be nothing but tactical probes by the campaigns looking for a weakness that can generate a meaningless media flare-ups. Everyone is going to feign outrage or, worse yet, feel genuine outrage at things that don't matter. We here out in the electorate are apparently going to fall for it, because if we weren't they wouldn't do it. We'll get the government we deserve, God help us.
It will be particularly difficult as a Democrat, since the Republican strategy is to hype up the base by turning people like me into enemies of America. That's maybe what I dislike most about watching the news these days: John McCain and his angry Greek chorus, telling real Americans that what people like me believe is treason. I love being lectured on family values by hypocritical adulterers and having my faith questioned by people whose belief in God grows suspiciously more prominent during a campaign. I love sitting out in TV Land listening to someone on TV telling me that I'm unpatriotic because I hold the previously conservative position that the United States doesn't need to change the world through military adventurism, that I'm on the side of the terrorists because I believe in the Constitution.
At Saddleback, the great issues of our time were barely mentioned. The decision of what kind of country we're going to be, how we're going to deal with a world where cheap energy is a thing of the past, how we're going to adjust to what Fareed Zakaria calls "the rise of the rest"...nothing. Rick Warren did a nice job, but he's micro and the Presidency is macro.
For all the talk about media diversity, it's amazing how everyone zeros in on the same thing. I skimmed through four cable news nets last night and exactly the same clip of Obama at Saddleback was playing on all four. As a nation, we're in a psychological rut, and as a human being I'm in a personal rut. My personal life right now is office, hotel, office, hotel. I feel like one of those road comics who ends up with nothing but material about television and convenience stores, because that's all they ever experience. I've got work and television, and all television is about is politics and all politics is about is...well, nothing, actually. Our Presidential race is like one of those incredibly stupid, time-killing arguments my teenage sons have when they don't have anything to do. Like the other day, when I told them they needed to mow the lawn:
Older Boy: I get the back yard. Younger Boy: How come you get the back? Older Boy: You want the back? Younger Boy: I don't care...
Every night,our political dialog consist of a highly paid media and political elite doing what my kids do, doing what drives me absolutely nuts. Then I write about it and get no satisfaction from the process and then my readers take a moment to call me an idiot.
This seems, to me, a less than satisfying way to spend my time.
I feel like I'm skimming over the top of life, and this blog is a reflection of that. I think I want to get away from wide and try for deep, stop writing about everything and start writing about one thing. So I'm taking a couple of days off. I'm going to rethink this blog and, inasmuch as F/A is reflection of real life, figure out what my my personal project for the next couple of years is going to be. The result will be, hopefully, a new set of things to read, think and write about. That may be a lot to ask of a couple of days off, but what the hell.
I'm traveling. Internet connection not fabulous. Soul depleted from watching too much cable news. Tired because hotel bed sucked. Only thing I can focus on in the grand question why hotel rooms have such weird shower fixtures. Seems like a good day to not say or write much.