I want to talk about Gwen Ifill's words about Imus's racial slurs. I want to talk about Richard Holbrook's slam of the mainstream media's pathetic parroting of White House talking points. I want to talk about MoveOn's virtual town hall today and the talk in the room afterwards.
I want to, but I can't. We've been thru this before.
I stood outside for a little while this afternoon. Gone was the sleet and record low temperatures that days ago interrupted the advance of spring. A warm breeze blew in my face as I looked to the south. The ground was soft under my feet. I squinted at the brightness of the sun.
The Mealy Blue Sage are spiking. The Wright's Skullcap blossoms are multiplying. The Monterey Oak is growing toward the circle of open sky between the Ashes. The Four Nerve Daisies are celebrating the sun at the passing of the rain.
If the sleet didn't bother them, I guess I can get past what it was I wanted to talk about.
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