2017-05-31 / Editorials

Mike Reese

“I was just thinking”

The next time you see me, it will be ok if you acknowledge the sand in and around my ears. The sand will have come from sticking my head into it. All of my adult life, I’ve followed politics, always keeping up with the latest elections and issues, local, state, national, even some international. I can hear some readers saying, “Mike, get a life. Relax. Who cares who our governor or Senator is, or the Vice- President, Secretary of State, secretary of anything, even our mayor. Is it Robert Fries?” But, of course, even pygmies in the Congo know who our President is now.

I’m into my third week of no political TV. No Fox, no MSNBC, no CNN. I used to channel surf them all to get the flavor of what they were all saying. One network likes what is happening in Washington, one hates it, and some navigate down the middle of the political road, most of the time. Happily, I’ve found that I don’t really miss all the lies, truth twisting, exaggerations, and the downright dim- witted cluster that passes for governing today.

I’ve concluded that I don’t have enough days left on the planet to waste on the current political scene, the left, the right, the center, or the “crazy as bedbugs.” I’ve got music I haven’t listened to in months, maybe years. Books I haven’t read. I haven’t been to St. Simons in over a year. I’d be embarrassed to tell you the hours I’ve spent in front of a screen trying to decipher the lunacy in Washington today. It just ain’t worth it any more.

My granddaughter was even picking up on some of the political crap I was consuming, asking me answerless questions. I’ve got streaming everything on my TV now. Chansley and I watched a documentary on Netflix about four women who rowed a boat from San Francisco to Australia. Both of us found more inspiration in that hour and a half than we’d have found in six months of double-talking, befuddling press conferences from the White House and U.S. Capitol. The boat trip documentary is titled “Losing Sight of Shore.” If you want to teach your children the value in setting goals, being prepared, being determined, and sticking to a task, watch this---with your children. I think she gathered some useful lessons from those four women. Netflix and HBO are full of similar programming.

And I’ve reacquainted myself, too, with George Jones, Travis, Willie, Billy Joe Royal, Jimmy Buffett, Emmylou, and many more favorites. Compare their honest, pure lyrics with the garbage spewing from the political sewers of Washington.

As the following song titles proclaim, “I Can’t Take It Any More,” “Here’s A Quarter, Call Someone Who Cares,” or “Make the World Go Away.” These song titles about sum it up for me today. For now, I prefer the sand, and when I eventually pull my head back out, I’ll be happy if I find myself with my friends, in “Margaritaville”, eatin’ a “Cheeseburger in Paradise.”

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