All About Nothing

I‘m having one of those fidgety days.  You know the ones.  You can’t sit still, but can’t decide what you want to do.  Preferably something different, but you have no idea what.  You have a hankering to write something, but your mind is like a hummingbird this morning, hovering only momentarily in front of an idea before moving on.  Probably a good day to stay away from the computer, but hey, when have I ever listened to myself before.  So maybe I will take a page out of Seinfeld’s book where they confessed that the show was about nothing. 

My week so far has been generally good.  Scooter is snoring in the corner, apparently comfortable.  Sophie is in the yard, digging holes and dreaming of squirrels.  And Kramer is, well, Kramer.  The house is relatively clean.  I have baked twice.  Did my volunteering at the kennel yesterday.  Tipped a couple at the pub.  Had my annual physical and it went well.  Nothing exciting there, but positive none the less. 

The only upsetting thing this week, like any other week, is what is happening to my country.  Cities being torched.  Violent ‘peaceful’ protests, (oxymoron intended). statues being destroyed, people killing each other, and of course, the ever present virus.  I am fortunate that most of that is somewhere else, right now.  We are kind of quiet up here. But I fear it is just a coming attraction.  There is a serious Socialist bent festering in our nation.  A desire to open our borders, raise our taxes, regulate virtually anything, and abdicate the power of the people to the government.  I am an independent, but I definitely swing right.  I keep my opinions mostly to myself as I hate to argue.  Plus anything I say will not change your mind and anything you say will not change mine and, in this polarized society, will fall on deaf ears.  I will only say this.  I think we are at a crossroads as a nation.  What happens this year I believe will decide the fate of the nation.  Neither alternative is particularly appealing to me.  I see the hate, on both sides.  For every political commercial extolling the virtues of a candidate, there are 15 destroying the integrity of the challenger.  Votes are no longer cast for, but against candidates. Compromise is a dirty word.

Recently, I heard a phrase that I thought was pretty accurate.  It kind of summarized this ‘do unto others before they do unto you’ attitude we have embraced.  It was:

               Blowing out someone else’s candle does not brighten our own.

Kind of makes sense when you think about it, don’t you think?

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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2 Responses to All About Nothing

  1. quiall says:

    I look to your country and I remember all the good that the American people have done, the help they have given others. These are the people I think of when I hope for better times. I wish a nap in the corner with Kramer was all that was required.

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