Blogging in a Time of Darkness

It's not hard to feel the pall that has fallen over the progressive blogosphere since the Cons finally won their majority. First there was shock, then there was anger, and now just sadness.

So rather than write about The Great Darkness, and make things worse, I thought I'd just share some of the things that comforted me today.

Like this shot of my favourite swan sitting on five eggs.

Or this one of another couple finding out that raising one is hard enough.

And then there was Eeyore's birthday party.

So what does Eeyore spend most of his time doing? Like all great outsiders, he Thinks – and he takes great pains to distinguish himself from the other animals for this. ("They haven't got Brains, any of them, only grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake..."). There he is in his lonely corner of the forest, sometimes thinking sadly to himself, "Why?", and sometimes "Wherefore?" – and sometimes not quite knowing what he's thinking at all. While the other animals amble contentedly through their daily lives, Eeyore wrestles with these questions alone.

Because he's always gloomy, but everyone loves him just the same. And goodness knows there are enough Eeyores out there these days.

And then there was the story of the dead Vancouver blogger and his last post.

It turns out that no one can imagine what's really coming in our lives. We can plan, and do what we enjoy, but we can't expect our plans to work out. Some of them might, while most probably won't. Inventions and ideas will appear, and events will occur, that we could never foresee. That's neither bad nor good, but it is real.

Which was sad but also incredibly moving.

Airdrie, you were my best friend and my closest connection. I don't know what we'd have been like without each other, but I think the world would be a poorer place. I loved you deeply, I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.

Because what more could I add to that except..." I was loved, I was loved. What more did I need? What more could I want?"

And finally there was the 30th anniversary of the death of the great Bob Marley. Who died after failing to properly treat a melanoma on his foot.

Because I always loved his music.

And I love the way it still moves the world...



And the larger message?

Politics isn't everything.

Life is wonderful but fragile.

Enjoy it while you can...

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