Intellectual Abcess

Essentially what I want to say boils down to this: I have ideas and I have no desire to put them out there. It's not that I don't want them out there it's that I can't get myself to sit down and actually write at this moment. Actually, I can't get myself to do much of anything at this particular moment. Hopefully it passes; we'll see.

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My Last

My previous post was found as a blank page in draft form this evening. I found the existence of it to be rather poetic. So I published it blank as is over a year later. Seems fitting to be honest.

Reagan, Deregulation, and the Fruit It Now Bears

President Reagan had an idea about how the world should run. He deregulated Big Business. That is, he removed the restrictions put in place that kept companies from cheating. He removed, primarily economic oversight. He said that it was unAmerican that in this capitalist society that such oversight, such restrictions should exist. To him, these concepts flew in the face of that illusive, figmentary idea we like to call freedom. He wanted Big Business to have the freedom to do what it will and believed that in doing so, said companies would check themselves. They would check themselves because it was in their best economic interest to do so. Yet, what he didn't realize is that what was in the best interest of Corporate America could be unknown to Corporate America itself! That Big Business could be akin to a compulsive gambler who as they fall further and further into the hole panic and begin making riskier and riskier bets, thus then subjecting themselves to even more debt ...

36

Navigating life into your mid and eventually, ugh, late 30's is much different than your mid/late 20's. Artificial time limits that we impose on ourselves for many of life's milestones seem increasingly close and their goals seem increasingly distant as the years tick forward. It is important however to remember that these milestones are not actually set in stone. They take work. Sometimes a lot of work. And they don't have an actual timeline. In my 20's I believed by 36 I would be married to a good man. Have a family. A career. A home. And that things would be, in all, pretty decent. All the hard work of my early 20's would pay off and all of these milestones would be reached. But of course, we're all a little naive about these things. We have emotional responses to them which sometimes cloud logic. Three years back, I was in a relationship. I had a good paying job. And, as should come as a surprise to ...

Suspension of Disbelief

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