A Long Lesson To Learn

I just closed out my account on my favorite internet politics forum. I asked the webmaster to close me out.

My posts remain, but I've had time to think while I've been ill. After two decades on various internet fora, I've made friends, but I haven't changed the minds of those who will not listen. And in the process of trying to teach the pigs to sing and fly, I've annoyed my friends more than I have instructed the pigs. (Teaching a pig to sing wastes your time, and annoys the pig)

And trying to do so, is incredibly addictive for me. Too addictive; I have no doubt there is a 12-step program for internet debate addicts. Somewhere. :)

I'm not going to bother you with my idiocies, or those of my opponents. Suffice it to say that someday, there will be a headstone marker for me at Jefferson Barracks, which may be there a century or so, but of all the strutting and fretting on the internet will not make a difference. What will make a difference for me, is how I spend the time I have left.

So, I have chosen to say what I wish to say, here, with no obligation to set the world to rights. Also, I have no time clock to punch (on the forum), to record everything of note so that everyone can be as well informed as I think they should be.

This also saves them the humiliation of being scooped by me continually. :)

My friends on that forum can find me here, or by email. They have my permission to reproduce this post on the forum, hopefully in it's entirety. My opponents can brand me as a Communist Lesbian, if they wish to do so. (No offense intended to the lesbian community) They read this blog, too. Love those Google Tools.

Now, a half-hour of posting links, and the occasional observation will be sufficient. No more clocking in to the Great Debate needed. It will go on without me.

It's time to start enjoying *my* life.

Wally.