Good evening Off Hesperusians,
I am spent. Physically, emotionally, mentally. I feel like I haven't read a poem in five years. In fact, I feel like I haven't read anything in five years. I am so tired and decrepit that it's difficult to even type this measly little post because my nails are way too long and wild. That's right, folks. My children are transforming me into Howard Hughes. Or at least a very tired Howard Hughes. I started this blog, in part, to have a safe, warm intellectual nook of my own. Something that was just mine, apart from the demanding and sometimes gruelings days as a mother to my two young children. But I am afraid folks that these adorable children have finally stood on top of my lifeless body and declared victory.
Okay, I'm being dramatic. But it has been a particularly hard week. It has been filled with unholy things. Fluids and infections, runny tummies (for everyone!), endless whining, crying and an odd outbreak of fruit flies.
So I write to you to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I am so damn lame. I'm not even going to pretend that I've read or written anything edifying lately. I would though appreciate your thoughts on the whole Juan Williams debacle. The more I thought about it, I never did understand his arrangement with Fox and NPR. It did always seems odd to me. But I liked him as a commentator. I heard an NPR story on the whole matter and they made him sound like a very occasional guest commentator, but he was much more than that. He was an NPR all star, no?
The whole thing is really odd. It sounds like it was a conflict that was waiting to happen, what with his dual roles in very different news organizations. But I personally wasn't that offended by what he said. It sounded like he was expressing a personal feeling but wasn't purposely trying to be incendiary like a Bill O'Reilly on the View. And it is confusing. He isn't a straight reporter, he is an analyst and a commentator mostly. Can you never insert yourself if you're constantly giving your take on things?
Thoughts?
