I have not been posting very much lately.
It is not because I am out of ideas–none of us ever are.
It may be because just about every subject, every issue I may want to address can be politically viewed, misinterpreted and even at a moderate site such as this one, “vigorously” debated and attacked.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t shrink from a healthy, civil debate or from equally vigorously defending my principles and positions.
However, there comes a time when one’s energy and time might be better spent.
There comes a time to “smell the roses,” to enjoy a beautiful sunset, to take a deep breath, to put things into perspective—especially when such time is running out.
So, instead of defending this position or that issue; instead of attacking one political view or another; instead of badmouthing Rush Limbaugh or praising Rachel Maddow, I have reached to a piece I wrote at TMV a few months ago when I was feeling similarly melancholic and which is now (re-)published here.
At the time it was posted at TMV, comments were “disabled.”
I would be interested to know if our more “senior” readers periodically experience similar lapses of “composure” or silly occurrences of introspection.
The author is a retired U.S. Air Force officer and a writer.