Time marches on

And so we come to a once-quadrennial event, February 29th. I spent the early part of it convalescing in a big city emergency room, following up on an ailment that has plagued me much of this month; to my immense relief (and that of TD-Mom, who stayed with me, Mrs. TD and the Pup, and the rest of TD Famiglia… and hopefully, but not necessarily, TD World), I’m told that things are improving, and neither a multi-day hospital stay (as happened a fortnight or so ago) nor surgery is required. At least for now. And so, as I approach my 50th in about 8 months time… I guess this is the sort of thing I should get used to– periodic strange medical maladies. But I digress.
Or do I? Because as sick as I feel (and although I’m pleased to be recovering, I do have some pain), I still seem to be healthier than our macro, be it issues environmental, economic, war and peace, civil liberties or you name it. As I quipped to a hospital technician (who suggested that Romney won Michigan…) I counter-suggested that perhaps in a few days, Santorum will have actually won it by 32 votes… but in any event, the whole thing is merely An Entertainment. It certainly matters not ultimately which Vassal-of-Goldman-Sachs occupies the Presidency, or which of “the two parties” controls the Congressional branch of our Strumpetocracy (a brilliant term I recently heard somewhere). So… I’m just not going to play that. As I suggest to you all… go about your own business. Don’t get worked up about thinking there is any difference at all (and I mean AT ALL) about “who wins elections” in this country [or much of the world].
Just take care of yourself… and maybe you won’t have to spend the evening in the ER… just saying.
And so… there we are.