I took a trip. I did not physically go anywhere. But I let my mind step out for a time. I wondered old haunts and visited new ones. I am not sure what I figured to find. Maybe it was just stepping away from this blog for a while that I needed to do. Regardless, I have learned or is it, re-learned a few things over the last so many days.
The spirit of bipartisanship is dead. My calls for it were wasted breath. Had I checked the pulse sooner I would have realized it. The division has been deeply cut. It would appear that the minions, the regular folk of the Right who follow this stuff are indeed getting the kind of representation they want. And while not as vocal, the adherents of the Left are happy with this arrangement. They really do not want to play ball. They want to see the Right squirm and act like bad school children. Payback is a bitch I guess.
So instead of looking for some hope, I found the same old shit. Pissed off people on both sides staring each other down and flinging insults. I even tossed my share. I am human too. And as I sit here and break back into blog mode, I am not uplifted. My search ended in failing to find even a glimmer of hope we just might try to all get on the same bus. At least for now. There is always hope. But with each disappointment, it becomes smaller and less in focus.
Swirling all around this pettiness from both sides, we are dealing with what is probably the worst economic situation in our lives. If ever there was a case of bad timing for the two parties to be this divided, it is now. But there it is. The situation has cemented the animosity of both and not even a recovery will not do much to fix that.
It is indeed good to be home again. I just wish the pictures I took were of boring monuments, churches, and people on the beach. Instead all I have is images of two gangs facing each other with angry fists. The monkeys are not happy.