I’ve been away from SOG — and away from many other of life’s joys — lately for several reasons.
- I’ve had a rotten cold for more than two weeks, and only in the past couple days have felt able to function normally again (you know, things like breathing).
- My plan — as much planning as I do, reminiscent of The Joker’s line in The Dark Knight: “Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I’m a dog chasing cars. I wouldn’t know what to do with one if I caught it. You know, I just do things.” — was that, after the election, I’d spend time gloating over Obama’s win, or, if things turned out badly, investigating senior-citizen employment opportunities in France and Ireland. So I’ve been gloating.
- Part two of this will-o’-the-wisp plan was to veer away from the lure of diurnal politics, and focus instead on the two inter-related (indeed, symbiotic) major problems facing us and the rest of the world: unequal distribution of resources, and global climate change.
But I can’t resist this one foray back into domestic politics. Well, these two. Or three. Probably more to follow, off an on.
I invite you to speculate, hypothesize, adumbrate, explicate, and otherwise put to good effect your considerable powers of observation, analysis, and expostulation. What do these two pictures tell us about the impending change in our government?
And on the morrow, or soon thereafter, I’ll tangle with the world’s greater problems. Maybe even this afternoon.