One of the ways I measure how depressed I am is to the extent I care about what is going on in the world. Let's call what I use to measure this my give-a-fuck-o-meter. Lately the needle has been jammed all the way on the zero setting. Ain't no response. I don't care about (in no particular order) Iraq, Sudan, the high price of gasoline, the caperings of Britney Spears, the latest swill vomited out from the Bush Adminstration, that my property taxes that are going up by some absurd percentage this year, and the fact that I can't seem to bring myself to pay our bills, despite constant nagging from the wife.
I guess on one level this is bad, seeing how I'm rather less that a concerned citizen of late. But on another, I'm starting to wonder if this isn't all bad. As in I'm rather like a badger retiring to its den to lick its wounds before it rejoins the fight.
Thoughts?
I guess on one level this is bad, seeing how I'm rather less that a concerned citizen of late. But on another, I'm starting to wonder if this isn't all bad. As in I'm rather like a badger retiring to its den to lick its wounds before it rejoins the fight.
Thoughts?