It is difficult to come up with something brilliant to write
week after week. Both hyper critical and competitive (I mostly compete against
my own personal best, which one might think makes the game a win-win every
time. Alas. That is not the case.), I agonize over word choices, sentence
variation, tone and cohesiveness.
Often times I desire to deliver a sagacious message – food
for thought for my readers – that will inspire just one person to make the
world a better place. Other times I think of writers like Dave Barry (I can
remember reading him in the Miami Herald and thinking how cool it would be to
write for the newspaper) and I want to be funny – to throw out some zinger that
people talk about at the proverbial office water cooler.
This happens to be one of those weeks where the thoughts
that will eventually translate into words on this page feel stifled – despite
the fact that there is certainly a lot of fodder for conversational writing
both nationally and in our community.
I don’t have much to say about the recent election. Somehow
an “In your face!” seems juvenile and inappropriate albeit funny (something my
editor might secretly edit out of my work much to my dismay).
Truth be told, I am one of the few in the upstate who voted
for Obama (there must have been a misprint because it didn’t say anti-Christ on
my ballot). That said I also voted for many Republican candidates in Pickens
County. As if I had a choice! (My editor has made me so paranoid about
offending our readership that I have to add – People, that is supposed to be
funny).
While it is possible for me to maintain objectivity and a
balance of voices when I write, I can’t help but shake my head and laugh about
the ensuing Dog Debacle in Easley.
Seriously!?!?
I cannot wrap my brain around how surreally this entire
ordeal continues to unfold right before my very eyes. I still don’t understand
why, between law enforcement, magistrates, council members, and our mayor,
something cannot – has not – been done to return this dog to the family who
unequivocally owns her when that ownership has been publicly conceded by the
people who refuse to return her.
Of course, I could also comment on the factions at war over
the old, abandoned Doodle Line. Pickens and Easley would like to combine their
efforts and turn the old rail line into a safe, aesthetically pleasing and
pedestrian friendly path where families can ride bicycles, run or walk and not
only enjoy the out-of-doors but also reap some of the health benefits
associated with physical activity.
As there is any time
a current of change surges through the county, certain groups are appalled by
the notion that tax payer dollars would be used to groom Pickens and Easley
into anything remotely like the Sodom and Gomorrah of Greenville. Put in a
pedestrian friendly trail and what’s next? Brothels? Sunday alcohol sales?
I shudder at the mere thought.
Yep. This has definitely been one of those weeks when my
thought well has been depleted and dehydrated. Here’s hoping something
interesting happens so I have something to write about for next week!