Cottonwood and Egypt

    Although I don't like Cottonwood, I must say that there are days when it is tolerable. My favorite days are when there are clouds hanging over the Mingus Mountains, shrouding them in darkness and mystery. Don't ask me why, but such an image conjures up thoughts of a fool on the hill, gathering kindling for the day's fire (of course, the Beatles' song accompanies such thoughts). Of course, there is probably no one up there, but I like to think there is. Dreary days are the best.

     I want to express my support for the Egyptian people who are protesting against their dictator (and the same goes for those in other countries as well). Although, being an American, you probably wouldn't want me to join in, I want to say I am with you in spirit. It is high time the people of these countries throw off the shackles of authoritative rule. If that means anti-American leaders are elected than so be it. This contradiction of supporting a dictator then exporting democracy is inane and embarrassing. We have done it all too often. No wonder our credibility is shot in that region. Sure, I understand the concern of a radical Islamist gaining control, but I believe the Egyptians do not want a caliphate. Down with Mubarak.

   

    

Greetings

    I've decided to throw my hat into the ring and say a word or two about a thing or two. I'll work on posting everyday, but I can't promise much. As for the name, it's from a book that I highly recommend. I don't exactly agree with all the character's actions, but I couldn't think of another pseudonym.  See you soon.