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December 05, 2003

Bile of Sustenance & cetera

I'm really trying to concentrate these days, but I find that having been out of work for four months has done something weird to me. I'm not sure what that is, but I'll certainly blog about it someday. In the meantime, now that I'm very close to scoring a new pile of cash, I've found myself somewhat unable to maintain the steady level of outrage which is so prevalent on both arms of the blogosphere.

In that regard, it's difficult to say what kind of honor it is to be awarded a Warblogger recognition, but since people aren't dedicating their awards to some hapless indigenous tribe, I suppose all is well. Nonetheless, I am disappointed that my readership is flagging a bit, not that I'm trying to break any records. But I do have some spicy comics queued up.

Meanwhile, I expect to continue more of the cultural exposition and criticism that round me off. I did get a really snazzy compliment this past week that I'm likely to quote when my ego dips low enough to start putting congratulatory quotes on my sidebar.

I'm still an Anglophile and finding myself more up-sucking as time goes by. This week, having procured for a short time, PGR2, I've been introduced to the virtual city of Edinburgh and I'm floored by its beauty. (more details on PGR2 later). There's something decidedly perfected about the English that we ought to learn, which has something to do with grace under pressure and being good losers. We ought to be as resigned to that thing which is less than superstardom, as they appear to do so well from my perspective.

You see the more that GWBush does wrong, the less I seem to care. His latest excresence appears to be a reversal of tariffs with a $150 million kickback to the now consolidated domestic steel industry and a PeeWee Hermanish 'I meant to do that' rhetoric in his reversal soundbites. So I've been watching the front page of the NYT as well as a bit more television than any sane, civilized man should. The more I watch, the more I believe that I should be minding my own business. When Nero fiddles, sell fire insurance.

This is decidedly un-American of me. I'm not looking for a hero or a last-minute fix. I'm comfortably resigned to the decay. I'm not eager and industrious. What's up with me?

Posted by mbowen at December 5, 2003 08:35 AM

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Posted by: Ith at December 5, 2003 05:35 PM

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