Chrysalis

Is anyone out there? I hope so.

I went through a period of despair. How can one be a political blogger if listening to the president's voice makes one physically ill? His followers think that his opponents are motivated by policy differences. We are, but only to a degree. Most of us couldn't stand that vulgar, disgusting, gauche, self-important dullard even when he was a Democrat.

I recall being roped into playing "Trump, the Game" back in the 1980s. About half-way through, I walked away. Even then, the Trumpian atmosphere seemed emetic. 

It has been pleasant, mentally retreating to Earth 2 -- an alternate world where His Hideousness never oozed out his mother's womb. During this vacation, I've worked on a book about Great American Mysteries. Writing a book has always been high on the bucket list -- and at this stage, when the bucket looms closer than ever, don't I have the right to concentrate on such a goal?

Maybe not. Maybe when the nation, when the whole of western culture is imperiled, we all have a duty to put our backs into the fight.

So I'm resurrecting an old plan, a secret plan, initiated about a year ago. A new site. If all goes well, this will be a joint effort, with much (perhaps most) of the writing and research done by others. I intend to create THE go-to source for Resistance news.

I still need a few days to tweak the technical details. The new site won't be like Cannonfire: I've stayed clear of Twitter and Facebook, but social media is unavoidable if the new site is to have any impact. Fortunately, other people will handle that aspect of the project.

On a personal note: We were gifted with a new puppy named Charlie. A mini Australian Sheepdog with one blue eye and one brown eye. Even his tiny little poohs, which frequently punctuate his trail, make people go Awwwwww.