Found this old draft hidden among all of the already published posts.
All that had been typed was the title.
August was busy. End of September review? Also busy, but it seems that more blog posts means there was an adjustment involved. Post-graduate life has been kicked into full gear. Maybe I’m getting used to it and the additional responsibilities and joys that come from “growing up older”.
There was an old college peer standing outside of the local grocery store today. He was handing out pamphlets for an upcoming state election. I knew his name because he was always snarky in class, full of sarcasm and opposing views for the sake of argumentation. One student in particular, a man of greater inclination toward settling disputes with physical means, always growled back and threw heavy philosophical texts in his direction (this second action occurring on at least two occasions). My role in that interaction was one of maternal mediator. A few sharp and direct orders always seemed to set them in line.
It did not bother me much that he forgot my name – his sales pitch was a tad exasperating though. I will not, under any forsaken circumstances, save employment and perhaps threat of being rubbed with freshly cut poison ivy leaves, give up Sunday evenings to call hardworking, resting people during their dinner hours for a few extra dollars. He seemed put out that I am not officially affiliated with a specific political party. Call me an indecisive fence-sitter. I prefer the terms ‘well-informed’ and ‘moderate’. The democratic process should not be undertaken like one may align themselves with a favorite sports team for the sheer locality or familiarity of it. It should be a thought out process, carried much in the way that Plato/Socrates had intended in The Republic, by those in the know and who are impartial to immediate biases.
