My Memorial Day post got attention from Wonkette, which means traffic that I'm not used to, which is to say any traffic at all. It's always fun to have that happen but I have to say that I'm particularly grateful for the attention to that post because after getting called
a Communist by the asshole on Memorial Day, I did a few things:
- Got home and cried for a few minutes. I attribute this equally to hunger and fatigue as much as anything that asshole said.
- Seriously considered stopping any blog writing and political
activism I am engaged in. Because, you know, I got enough pain in my
life already. As I'm sure everyone reading this has at one time thought, it would be lovely to do nothing but watch television and figure out how to get my whites their whitest while I relax in the certainty that everything will be okay if I can only get behind the whole Eternal War/Hate Thy Neighbor thing.
- I shopped at WalMart for the first time in two damn years because I was at the point of giving up everything anyway and it was the only store that had the Barbie toy my kid wanted and she was going to have that toy after watching her mother get called a supporter of terrorism then having to march for over a mile in 90-degree heat, wearing a colonial costume in a Memorial Day parade with the guy who did it.
Then I got my electrolytes in balance, calmed down and wrote that post. And while I (suprisingly) feel no guilt over the Walmart thing, I did feel guilty for wanting to quit being politically active because we all know that not only do quitters never win but also that most people never win. There are far worse things in life than being called on to defend yourself and your principles against slander. But there isn't much worse than feeling that you have to do that alone, which is why the traffic from Wonkette's site is a welcome thing and why blogtopia in general is a blessing.
I'm at the Street today.
UPDATE: A big green fig leaf is still a fig leaf. Lucky for BushCo, the corporate media loves salad.