Dry Spell

Not exactly writers' block... but Real Life (tm) getting in the way.

I've thought about a variety of posts, even started some, then left them unfinished. Most are to do with the same tired old subjects of prejudice, persecution and so on. Now I'm not tired of "fighting the good fight", but I think my readers deserve better than to get yet another dose of Zoe vs the Idiots of Sol III.

I thought of posting about the Clinton vs Obama death-match in US politics. But that would mean explaining to non-US readers just exactly what the backgrounds of those two are. One's an unprincipled political slimeball and habitual liar, but at least has some experience, and the other's a veteran of some of the dirtiest and most corrupt politics in the whole of the USA, with some very dodgy connections. Once you realise that all the mud they're slinging at each other is absolutely true, they're both really awful candidates, there's not much more to say. One's female, the other's black (though African-Black not American-Black, so culturally quite different). The Democratic Slime-throwers are engaging in auto-cannibalism. The Republican candidate McCain is looking good, only because a has-been and also-ran couldn't help but look good against the kind of opposition he faces.

I thought about commenting about our Illustrious Prime Monster's great 1000-person Gabfest, the 2020 summit. But when 120+ of them belong to just one left-wing think-tank, you know the fix is in, the agenda is set, and the draft reports already written. The immortal bard's words apply : "tis a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

Instead, I'll just leave 220 seconds of Mike Oldfield's "Tubular bells 2003".