Been gone a while. Mostly because I've been compiling a magazine of yeti-related research that is called, well, Yeti Researcher. A hundred pages, it turned out to be. All factual, as of course all yeti-related research usually is. As an advance teaser from this publication, due out in June 2005 (I think), there have been presentations, on both coasts, about my findings relating to the sasquatch and Teddy Roosevelt. (Here's info on one of them.) But enough about the Yeti, let's talk about this picture:
I was just going through my photo folder and found some shots from the DNC. Remember those days? Yes: it seems so distant now, like vague memories of a blithe summertime youth that has since been lost to the dreary reality of adulthood. Except the dreary political reality of Bush's second term (still only in it's third of 48 months!) are worse, in a way, than any one person's faded childhood. That's why so little political writing has shown up here in recent months. But whereas nostalgia for youth is ultimately misguided -- sure I'd love to go back to high school forever, if only high school wasn't so awful -- I felt a bit spirited by a little dose of nostalgia for the political innocence of summer 2004, when it seemed possible that, for once, the right side would wave it's signs and win. And then I also found these images, captured in Green Acres, Florida at 2pm, on election day. I wrote off these people for having to bring their kids to canvass. Now I realize what it means for the next forty years.