June 16, 2010

Holy Smokes, I'm Seven Years Old


From American Digest in June of 2003: Small Satori: Zen Moments for Democrats @ AMERICAN DIGEST

It's good to hear someone like Michael Totten looking about for a viable Democrat to vote for. I'll be looking too since I too don't know if I want to break a life long voting record of never voting Republican.

Check that. I just lied. I looked into my heart and realized that right now, today, I desperately want to vote for Bush. And I suspect that there are other deep and secret longings among lifelong Democrats like myself. And I suspect that no matter who the Democrats run there will be a goodly number of people who talk the Demo talk but won't walk the Demo walk when the curtains close behind them on election day.

I looked at Totten's list of likely candidates (two) and realized that old and deep truth of electoral politics: "You gotta beat somebody with somebody."

To my mind the Democrats have got Nobody... and they KNOW IT.

Hence, since they still have to beat somebody with somebody, they are trying to beat Bush with Bush.

And that is very, very Zen.

I suspect that a lot of us are going to be having these small satori's from now on.

It's seven years and 9,600 posts later. From time to time, I browse through the archives at random watching my own personal history and the history of the last seven years we've live together unfold. It is, as that now old song says, a long strange trip.

But isn't it always? It's always the strange miracle of bright beauty, dark storms of the blood, the darkened plain where ignorant armies clash, and the slow roll and swell of ordinary life. It would have been the same (and yet not the same) even without this odd record kept like one of Kerouac's "secret notebooks for yr own joy" hidden in plain sight. A trail of crumbs leading back into the labyrinth? Small clearings in the smoke of the world?

Well, I have to say that today at least two of those things from that old post remain true.

1) The Democrats are still trying to beat Bush with Bush.

2) The Democrats have still got Mr. Nobody ... and they KNOW IT.

Other than that, from where I sit, since 2003 I'd have to say with the help of Jack Spicer,

"This much I’ve learned
In these five years in what I’ve spent and earned:
Time does not finish a poem.
Upon the old amusement pier I watch
The creeping darkness gather in the west.
Above the giant funhouse and the ghosts
I hear the seagulls call. They’re going west
Toward some great Catalina of a dream
Out where the poem ends.
                  But does it end?
The birds are still in flight. Believe the birds."

       ~ Jack Spicer 'Imaginary Elegies: IV'

My thanks to all of you for continuing to come by, for whatever reason, and making this a not-so-secret notebook.

Posted by Vanderleun at June 16, 2010 2:19 AM
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Posted by: Daran at June 16, 2010 5:52 AM

Ya don't look a day over 6!
Thanks for every word, Gerard.

Posted by: Patvann at June 16, 2010 7:13 AM


You're a daily stop.

Do worry a little about your shyness, but hey . . . you're showing signs of progress!


Posted by: Irish Cicero, the Humble at June 16, 2010 7:32 AM

Happy Birthday!

One of my favorite way stations on the daily innernet pilgrimage.

Posted by: Dr Bob at June 16, 2010 10:41 AM

Congrats, Gerard! I don't know how you do it, frankly. Blogging is like a love/hate thing for me; I enjoy it immensely for months at a time, and then have to walk away completely for a while. Probably all the political b.s. that both fascinates and enrages me.

Anyhoo, congratulations again for running a truly fine website, with a nice mix of visual and text, analytical and fun, always tasteful and well-written.

Posted by: Jeff Brokaw at June 16, 2010 10:42 AM

Congrats. Seven years, that’s gott’a be one of the oldest blogs I visit. Not sure when I first stopped by, maybe 4 years ago.

Here’s to another seven.

Posted by: tim at June 16, 2010 11:05 AM

Congrats GVDL - rock on!

Posted by: doug at June 16, 2010 12:58 PM

Congratulations Gerard. You are the best thing in media since movable type, since Marshall McLuhan who only wrote about the medium being the "massage". You perform an invaluable service to our culture for which we are deeply indebted to you.

Posted by: John Hinds at June 16, 2010 1:06 PM

I love reading you.

Posted by: Daphne at June 16, 2010 1:45 PM

Gerard is the light at the end of the Intertunnel.

Posted by: Sippican Cottage at June 16, 2010 3:48 PM

Congratulations on 7 years of quality blogging. American Digest is one of the first blogs I ever visited starting in 2004 and I've been back every day since. In fact, if I were making a list of my top favorites, you would have to rank in the top three overall and definitely #1 in the single blogger category. Selfishly I'll say, "keep up the good work!"

Posted by: Sara (Pal2Pal) at June 16, 2010 5:48 PM

Congratulations, and now get started on the next seven....

.... but do holler next time you are in Moab.

Thank you. Just thanks.

Posted by: TmjUtah at June 16, 2010 6:25 PM

Congratulations on seven years of blogging the truth. And a special thanks for giving my humble blog some recent attention.

Here's to another seven years and beyond. Thank you sir for all that you do.

Posted by: No Sheeples Here at June 16, 2010 8:30 PM

Nothing to say that hasn't been said already. It's a great blog and many thanks for that. Here's to the next seven years!

Posted by: Jimmy J. at June 16, 2010 8:42 PM

Thanks for everything Gerard. I stop by pretty much every day. You are like a friend I have never met! God bless you.

Posted by: The Count at June 16, 2010 10:57 PM

Congratulation Gerard.

Posted by: Arthurstone at June 17, 2010 12:22 PM

Happy Birthday!

Posted by: Terry at June 18, 2010 2:41 AM

Congratulations, and thanks for making us think.

And I'm sorry for missing last year, because six has the best poem ever:

When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
When I was Three
I was hardly me.
When I was Four,
I was not much more.
When I was Five,
I was just alive.
But now I am Six,
I'm as clever as clever,
So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.

Many happy returns!

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