I admit that I find it extremely hard to post here. In general, for a variety of reasons, I have very little energy for anything.
Last night, I saw 300 – the war porn movie. Usually, I’d expect myself to post some snarky review talking about Xerxes the cuban transsexual. Or at least some comment about history as particular form of jingoistic myth-making. But I really don’t want to… or perhaps this is all the comment that movie deserves.
I have noticed that people I used to read 2 years ago, have all departed. Or gone largely silent. To my detriment, I have not found new writers. What gives? Is blogging over, folks? And I just didn’t get the memo? Maybe, I can turn to the confessional? Except, I hate talking about myself – yes, even in real life.
Oh, that NYer cartoon is funny.
update: In private correspondence, it was brought to my attention that this post is “depressing.” I apologize for any distress or feelings of blue-ness caused to you, my gentle readers. As a palliate, I recommend reading this with sunglasses. [ht: lapata]