By Way of Explanation

It's hard to resist, and my indifferent pose is revealed as hopelessly false as I now recourse to the "sorry for the lack of posting...", er, post. But since debasing oneself should be, like any worthwhile pursuit, done thoroughly, I will do it right and proper:

Sorry for the lack of posting. If I wasn't already prostrate before you (see above), and still pretending to be peer to my more successful and capable brethren, I would employ one of their words and say I am "blocked." But I suspect this wouldn't be accurate in the sense that professional writers use the phrase. If anything's blocked it's my capacity to care and any faith in the efficacy of care. I'm beginning to suspect that caring is very bad for one's health. Like that creepy doctor on late night television selling the mysterious product (does anyone out there know what is meant by "that certain part of the male anatomy"? for the life of me I can't figure out what these people are selling), I have personally researched my product. Unlike the doctor, I cannot stand here and brag about the results. Care is a (insert epithet inferring incest here) as far as I can tell. Oh cruel mirror's proofs!

It's just too painful to watch, much less respond to, the Commodore of the Straightjacket Express (with Maverick off the stick, the bus has fared considerably better than any airplane the Captain ever piloted) gloating as only a mean and vain old man redeemed can, noticing that the newspapers started cropping the less favored candidates out of the photos weeks ago (what sort of madness is at hold at the New York Times, when after its humiliating snookering and cooptation by the War Party, it heaves a great grey sigh of relief at the prospect of McCain vs. Clinton?)--de-selecting them on the basis of polls and the primary votes of somewhere around one percent of the country. The haste to stamp the "safe" (more madness, the Orwellian inversion of that word here) candidates with the imprimatur and get on with an election that is rendered, if not quite meaningless at least safely limited in its meaning or potential to change (verb, as opposed to the hollow lure that is the noun, "Change") anything significantly, is perhaps the most telling of the various phenomena associated with it all.
No, it will take a younger, stronger, more capable person than I to flail away futilely at this impermeable edifice. Retreat is the only option. I would rather be thought this much a coward than that much a fool.
The elites win, and they drag along some ill-informed, fool faction or other to do the heavy lifting. It matters not whom. C'mon to the trough, all who profit from the war trade, all you race hustlers, ambitious young men and women looking for a future. Forget what you've heard. We're hiring, and you don't need to be human to apply. It's business as usual and the potential is limitless.