Real World Dark Knight

Day of mixed feelings. I just assume gun violence as a cultural problem we will never shed. I usually pay just a little attention to the tragedies that I assume will occur on a constant basis. Yes it is gun laws, but it is also very cultural. Yet today, it just seemed so much more heart rending. It reminded me of Mark David Chapman's moment of fame and one of the worst days of my life. To an old man it is terrifying what people find entertaining at the movies and in video games. What was so awful to me today was the description of a very good eyewitness of how long it took people to realize the moment was a real world event and not just a part of a show. We need to change the culture and what we fill our days with.

In which I begin yet again...

The truth has no single beginning or ending. It has lots of them. I am back to my favorite blog. Forget the others. They are but fluff. Here is where the truth comes out. And I begin yet again...

It was an odd day at work today. There were so many people who think in so many different ways. Really, if you get a really good meme going and sort of get people moving in the right direction, I fancy you might get something done. I'm pretty darned positive though, it would be the wrong thing.

For whatever reason, these people are way different. This week's Romney antics make you wonder how the heck this guy is in the position he has come to occupy. How did they get him past the vetting process? Was there a vetting process? Was everyone in the equation just so oddly different from each other that they could not get together and realize this man's public persona is that of Sybil Isabel Dorsett? Flip Flop is not even the right phrase. His is a world where two opposite things can be true at the same time. He is the first candidate that straddles the Fringe universe.

This is happening in my time. Surely not enough time has passed that half the people in America would believe you can retroactively resign from a job.

You see my problem?  Beginning again and again and again. There is no common thread. But after all, this is the truth.