[Dating Papers]

Or nightmare.

Yesterday, for the first time, I was linked by the powerful and popular Wonkette. What an honor! Except they linked to the piece of frippery I wrote about today’s anti-war protest.

I got two comments that took me to the woodshed for my supercilious ways. I am chagrined. I am on the defensive. I am a little disappointed in myself.

This is a blog about my personal journey. It’s not about my politics or my activism.

It’s tempting to list my resume of good works–volunteering, protesting, political organizing. It’s even more tempting to roll out my unpopular ultra left-wing views. But it would be defensive–even more defensive than claiming such a resume exists. It wouldn’t convince anyone and there will always be someone who could find fault. I could do more. And it’s true that I’m not willing to sacrifice my day-to-day life for any cause, unlike my friend Spesh.

I told Spesh I was on the fence about going to the protest and he said, “you must go.”

So I must. And I will.

Grateful for: my conscience.

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