If by "alive" you mean spewing vitriol at the powers that had been (and, let's face it, still pretty much are). Five years of being pissed off at the government, five years of trying to add my bucketful to the "rising tide". I'm sick of it all, now.Not the blogging, just the spewing.
Unfortunately, without the bile, I dont seem to have all that much to say. I keep on with this partially out of habit, partially because I'd hate to "abandon" my internet friends that I've made while engaging in all this rather meaningess rambling, partially because while I've run out will to oppose both the opposition and "my" side, I think there are things to be said, still. I dont know what, exactly, but something.
Or maybe I just like the idea of carrying this thing on for the rest of my life. The idea that this could be something that my grandchildren, or even their grandchildren could look at, and get something of an idea of what life was like "in the olden days". I like the idea that anyone make a record for posterity, accessable not just by ones kin digging though a box in the attic, but anyone, anywhere, curious about what life was in the second half of the first decade of the new millenia.
And beyond, I hope.
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Keep your blog, return to it when you want to, use it for whatever you want.
I also find the idea of longevity with a blog attractive.
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