Did you ever get the feeling that things are going very, very wrong?

Oh, Jesus H. Christ. I just spent well over three hours writing a really good first post for my blog. It tied together everything from where I lived in 1975, to the World Trade Towers, Rollo May, the Masons, the Illuminati, the Tea Party types, lobbyists, the nature of courage, the necessity of creativity, and an existential posture of rebellion. And, while cleaning up my spelling and punctuation, I managed to click on a wrong tab and lost the whole damned thing. So, I wrote up something like this statement and somehow managed to accidentally close the working window and lost it all again.

Oh, well.

See, for me, things just seem to always go very, very wrong.

Later.