read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

November 21, 2006

It was wonderfully warm this afternoon so we sat for a while on the front porch, basking happily. .

I was struck by the beauty and serenity of the quiet, rural scene and wondered why I'm forever getting involved in the current disquiet out there in what we call society. I'd read the bad news on the Internet then fire off my reactions to all I know.

But sitting here now, I wonder why? Why bother? No one really gives a damn what an old man in rural Arkansas thinks. I cannot change the world.

But you can, Mr. President.