Ah, I need to go
on a news fast this weekend!
Nothing but bad
news, man, nothing but bad news. Now, I
know that’s the goal of your basic news organization, to frighten the herd so
they keep coming back for more, so the news organization can then sell more beer
and shampoo, as it’s often put on the Internet.
I know that, I get that. But
being the super fantastic greatest living writer of science fiction and fantasy
who has never been published – each word in that should be capitalized but I’m
too lazy to go back and do it – I have, shall we say, a somewhat overactive
imagination. And when it’s fed nothing
but garbage, and evil garbage at that, well, the fruits are neither pleasant nor
healthy nor fun.
I mean, after
all we’ve seen and heard, on websites and teevee, after all we’ve digested of
the talking heads on this side and that side, regarding all the turbulence in
the world so far this week – no, this year – I honestly think those in the
oligarchy that rules over us are in either one of two modes.
This one:
Or this one:
Don’t know which
is more depressing.
So I’m going to
take a break. Spend time with my girls. Watch Raiders
of the Lost Ark with the little ones (wife, you’re invited, too!). Read my Fulton Sheen and C.S. Lewis. Re-read, rather. Look forward to starting Milton. Take a breath of fresh air, even if it is
only 15 degrees Fahrenheit out there. Pray,
pray, pray. Go to mass and maybe even
Confession. Trust in God and, yes, trust
in my fellow man.
Oh, and I think
I’m going to begin re-reading one of the two novels I wrote. That should perk up my spirits. The wife thinks it’s time to self-publish and,
truth be told, I’m starting to think the same way. But that’s a few months and a great deal of
work away, and updates will follow.
Enjoy the
weekend, everyone!
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