Origins

Okay, I admit it. I'm not infallible. I'm not always a completely objective and rational agent- most people tell me emotions and feelings make me human- granted, but they occasionally get in the way, clouding my judgement. The only solution then is to recognize when I'm feeling strongly about something, and take a step back before deciding anything. And while I'm mastering that particular skill, I think I'll find a way to synthesize gasoline out of Democrats, thus creating a use for them and solving the energy crisis. I figure the two are about as likely to occur. But though I say a lot of things, and tend to vent now and again, I don't make irrevocable decisions lightly. I remember that once I was proud to wear my uniform, even if it is a pain in the ass to squeeze into my dress uniform. But more than that, I had done things other people were either unwilling or unable to do. Some of them, admittedly, any sane person wouldn't do- but I've been made the better for it. No time-worn analogies of the victory forge, or anything like that. I did what needed to be done. Whether or not that makes me a hero, I leave to better minds than mine to decide. Though I still have no peace when I think of the next phase of life, what it entails or does not, I don't quit, nor do I give up. I've had worse than this and am still standing, so I figure that might be the clue I'm looking for at this point in time. I'd like to think so, at any rate. I'm afraid there are so rarely blacks and whites, rather just varying shades of gray. Life was simpler back then- but the rules haven't changed.

Also, happy belated Imbolc, and happy belated St. Brigid's Day. It's the day when, we hope, the days get longer and warmer. At the moment, the winds have dropped the temperature well below freezing- clearly, the universe has a warped sense of humor. But more than that, it's a promise of change, the one constant in the very same universe. And though I hate to admit it, I find that more often than not what I think will happen and what actually does are two widely different things. Though I can tell what happens in other people's lives more clearly, I tend to have a self-sized blind spot, though looking back in hindsight, everything makes perfect sense. Physician, heal thyself, I guess. But I'll follow this thread, see what unravels.
Well, guess that's all the news from here. I remain mystified by Oklahoma's ineffectual response to this bush-league snowstorm. The governor declares a state of emergency- but Lawton fails to dispatch a single snow plow. Amazing. Fort Sill shuts down- this is understandable, as there's only so much mess even a track vehicle can muddle through, and besides, the sub-zero temperatures can affect any equipment we may be called upon to use. And Lawton fails to dispatch a single snow plow. Did I already say that? I just found it so mind-bending that I thought it deserved more than one mention. Amazing. Perhaps our civic leaders indulged in the Tenafly Viper.