“So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!” - Oscar Hammerstein
It seems that the lifespan of, “… and several butcher’s aprons,” was, like that of the fruit fly, possibly meant to be pesky and very brief. Although I've had the good fortune to tally over 2700 visits, the readership has steadily and consistently dwindled to where the last 3 posts garnered views totaling 11, 3 and finally zero. And so, I may take a little breather from the blogosphere. If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? If someone posts a blog and no one reads it, is there a point to writing it? No one wants to be a voice in a vacuum.
Is this a final farewell or more of a Brett Favre-type farewell - sans the texted genitalia, of course? It's mostly been a fun, rewarding and satisfying endeavor, as well as an excellent writing exercise and so, one never knows. Perhaps I’ll see something on Rachel Maddow this very evening that frustrates me to such a degree that I just have to let it out. Perhaps I’ll relaunch, retool, or rename the blog to something that actually has some meaning and take another shot at in the future. Or perhaps I’ll just resume my rightful place on a stool at the House of Brews or on the couch in front of the 46 inch Samsung. But for now I leave the proselytizing and satirizing to others - and Sarah Palin, Sharron Angle, Carl Paladino and Christine O’Donnell have one less thorn to remove from their sides. (Really, how long will I be able to refrain from regular snide Sarah sassing?)
Thanks very much to those of you who did check in on occasion, and to you I leave one final thought - I guarantee you (yes, guarantee) that the Republicans, while winning many seats, will take control of neither the House nor the Senate.
Lastly, as he has had such a presence on the blog these last few months, and to continue this melodramatic mood, I close, quite fittingly with a Bobby Darin song - The Curtain Falls.