One place is even saying that I committed suicide. Didn't know I was the kind of guy whose extended absence elicited that kind of concern.
I'm still here. Had to leave for awhile and look into some things that warranted an extended departure from any online activity. Didn't intend on spending forty days in the wilderness... but there you have it.
I was away. And discovered some things. Lots of things. Including one that has had immense ramifications on my personal life and some of the responsibilities that, though they aren't demanded by this circumstance it does leave me morally compelled to figure out how to use this selflessly. There's no need to say anything more about that for now: sometimes the better part of chivalry is knowing when NOT to raise the sword.
And I've come back maybe a little more wiser.
There are only three types of people in this world: those who want to control, and those who want to be controlled.
So it's left to those of us who are out of control to figure out just what exactly we are supposed to do with them.
I'm not going to write here anymore about George W. Bush. Or at least focus any of my time on him unless he does something REALLY outrageously criminal. He's not the problem. He's merely a symptom of the problem, and there would be another symptom to replace him were he to be removed. Besides, who am I to condemn the moral lapses of one branch of the family? We made our choice, just as his made theirs. Let God judge which among us was the truer - and more noble - servant.
Y'all should look into your own family history sometime. There's no telling what you might find.