Sunday, January 01, 2017
MY NEW YEAR'S DAY FEELING
I know. Long time. No see. My last hiatus from blogging took place after my brief tenure in the grove of academe. Quite frankly, I was tired.
This last departure? I don't know. Well, I do know.
What I had reposed trust in, that there was no way Donald Trump could be elected President, at least not of the United States, proved to be completely wrong. My prediction that we would be saved by the Electoral College was 100% backwards. Hillary clobbered the Orange One in the popular vote. Mr. Hamilton's firewall against someone with "talents for low intrigue, and the little arts of popularity" delivered us......this. Hamilton also viewed the Electoral College as a check against foreign adversaries meddling in our elections.
How quaint. Then again, cyberwarfare hadn't been invented when they wrote the Constitution.
Well, we have gone and done it now. We have put the least qualified candidate in at least MY memory in the control booth. And I will eagerly await the response of the "swamp drainers" and "lock her up" types when they realize that they have been rolled. I really do.
By the way, have you heard a peep from anybody about Benghazi or emails since the election? Hell no you haven't. They weren't really crimes, and nobody but the most fervent adherents to the world view of Fox and the Internet thought they were. But they worked. That much is beyond a doubt.
So, not that anybody cares, I just went away for awhile. Took stock of things. Made an appointment with my investments guy. Burned my ACLU card. Became rather inert after things I never thought remotely possible transpired.
But I'm past that. I'm back for the new year. Why not? Besides, it's humbling to realize just how wrong you can be.
What about 2017? I don't make resolutions as such. But there are some things I want to do. Assuming, that is, that a random thin-skinned tweet from the Oval Office doesn't start WW III.
I want to get back to my home improvement projects. The closets are pretty much cleaned out. Next step is to reorganize (which implies there was some organization in the first place) my kitchen. Then on to other tasks. I'm giving this about a year. I can do it. I can even pay for it. At least I can for now, seeing as how the international banking system hasn't blown up yet.
I need to go ahead and pull the trigger on buying a car. I've done some looking and I've seen some things I like. I just find the passive-aggressive behavior of some car sales persons tedious in the extreme. You tell them you are unavailable the next couple of days and you hear from them 3 times. They say the will shoot you some numbers and then crickets. Mercy.
My banker will be back next week. I want to get this over with. So does she. She's tired of my bitching. As are many of you.
I look forward to spending more time with the kids at school. I really enjoy teaching music and history when I get the chance. It's better on a part time basis. I like having the option to leave to go play golf or be a lawyer or something. Having done it once, I'm not sure I want to do it on a full-time basis.
My little practice of law has picked up. I broke down and bought malpractice insurance and I will need to get a business permit. It's a good thing they don't require malpractice insurance for teaching. My premiums would be through the roof. But I like practicing law a whole lot better now that I have left the government. It's nice to not be constantly getting second guessed or writing memos seeking approval to take actions. I like being my own boss. But I really miss Sovereign Immunity. That sure came in handy at times.
Speaking of hiatus, I'm going to get back to playing and singing again. I just got too busy last summer and fall to practice. I plan to make time this year.
I'm going to hang out in Louisiana more often. I went twice last year and really enjoyed it. And I want to go back to the battlefield at Shiloh. M and I went past it en route to Cleveland, Tennessee last month. I need to spend a couple of days up there taking pictures. After I buy a new car.
Speaking of M, she still hasn't come to her senses yet. She, the kids and I spent 3 days in a cabin in the middle of no friggin' where outside of Chattanooga. Nobody got killed. There were a couple of close calls. But all's well that ends well. And so far so good.
I can't say what the future holds although I would be lying if I didn't feel a good bit of apprehension about it.
But I have my health. I have my friends and family. And evidently I have you. That's a pretty good start if you ask me.
I'm determined to have a good 2017. I have no control over WW III.