Wracked with angst over the fate of our beloved and horribly misgoverned Republic, the DiploMad returns to do battle on the world wide web, swearing death to political correctness, and pulling no punches.
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You give your life to your country. The country votes itself a suicide-pill. The wonder is that you ever come out of a drug-induced haze.Hang in there, my friend.
I "third" Alpha's comment. I'd second it but Whitewall beat me to it.Old age sucks but it is better than the alternative and I hope God is not quite ready for you or me yet.
You in Colorado?
Thank you for the update. Hang in there! Does writing ever get easier? I'm working on a piece that I really believe in and it is like pulling teeth. Not even drugs involved in my case.
Used to do some of my best work in a drug-induced haze. Hope all is well.