Keeping Still

[degringolade]

 

Started this piece out of the homestead, I tried my first bigger walk for a full mile from the 12th and Clinton Station to the Barley Mill.  Total mileage in two stages equals 1.2 miles.  No harm no foul.  

Today's Screed

Sometimes it is harder than others to condense the vapor of nuance into something resembling meaning.  Carl called today and we had a nice chat, bounded by the vagaries of convalescence (his complete, mine ongoing) and then wandered into the nature of the change of society that occurred here in the US during the 1965-1975 interregnum.  Heavy lifting there.  He and I centered our discussion around the Arts (music and cinema) and essentially solved the puzzle of that time.  Great.

I was excited when I first got off the phone, thinking that I had a nice, pre-canned post all lined up and ready to go with wisdom pouring off my blistered fingers onto the screen though my keyboard.  So, poured myself another cup of coffee and then say down and prepared and......shit.....second thoughts and digressions and....well screw me raw....a mental interlude reviewing the Cultural Revolution and the Hundred Flowers campaign.

So here I sit, even more mired in mental dissonance.  This will turn into one of the longer posts after a while, but for right now, all I have is this apologia.