Weeds

"What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered."--Ralph Waldo Emerson

So, like a neglected garden, my blog has not been tended to the last couple of days.

Blame it on the difficulty accessing technology, laziness, whatever. The weeds are starting to grow, making it more and more unattractive, now.

We talk a lot about weeds in the field; when a person is "in the weeds," then they're off-message, debating the finer points of a topic instead of staying on-message with the overarching theme.

When I get questions like, "So if these wars in the Middle East are for oil, then how do other countries feel?"

ANSWER: "Um, ma'am, that's a great question. Let me call up Hillary real quickly to get you an answer to that, ok?"

READ: How do I know? I don't work for the State Department. All I know is that our current addiction to fossil fuels and reluctance to move to clean energy is costing American lives, and making the country I swore an oath to protect less secure.

Weeds.