It’s Tuesday, the day that I answer mail. I’m thinking very seriously about moving over to a normal blog format that allows comments to improve the interaction here, so that I don’t have to do this.
This week I had a good conversation starter on a topic that I think deserves interaction. The basic question is a simple one:
Why do we write? It’s a tough question. People put a lot of effort into blogs, but not too many of them are worth reading. Most of these will eventually cease to be amusing, stop being updated, and gradually dissolve as if there were never more than some kind of atmospheric turbulence. So why are they started in the first place?
When in doubt, you can always talk about the weather in polite Minnesota conversation. Since we usually have a doubt of some kind, Minnesotans tend towards weather as a reliable stand-by. It’s not controversial but it provides a nearly endless supply of entertainment much like driving a flaming bus through a wall of televisions, at least in the sense that it’s likely to be lethal.
This might be a hard blog entry for me. No, it’s not because I was wrong about Obamania striking the nation – but because I really have to move on from politics for a while. The biggest event is over, and the Democrats are remarkably even while the Republicans look to continue sniping at a clear front-runner. What really concerns me is that something was missing last night at our Precinct Caucuses that I was hoping to be able to write about.
I just received an e-mail from a friend stating that I didn’t make any predictions for Super Tuesday, or at least not direct ones that can be pointed to and laughed at later. Being a Celt, it goes without saying that there’s no point in being interested in a sport if you don’t know how to handicap it for betting purposes. So here is not only my prediction but my handy guide to watching the results roll in tonight.
Make popcorn.
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