Notes From The Ground In Bundy
My readers have asked, more than a few times --- "What ever happened to V. McB, your boon companion of the past few years, itinerant hairdresser and bad girl?" Well, she's still around, she's still cutting my hair, and she is currently working on opening her own hair salon. We're no longer dating but I remain committed to her personal success and well-being.
A little-known fact about the lady in question is that she was raised a Mormon in Twin Falls, Idaho. Her brother is a well-known conservative radio host and commentator in the area. He went to Bundy this past weekend to see what was going on in what many called "the beginning of the Second American Revolution." He's in the process of writing up his experience, but I encourage you to read and follow him here, even if you don't agree with his political positions.
As for me --- I've had a few fights on my hands lately, too, although I'm about as far from a cattle rancher as you can get. One of those fights, regarding an issue a manufacturer had with a recent TTAC post, was resolved peacefully and to everyone's satisfaction. The next will be more difficult; I can't say anything about it at the moment, and I might not ever be able to do so, but it's important enough to me to risk my livelihood and future ability to find employment over. I hate to be vague, but I could use your prayers/well-wishing/crossed fingers at the moment. Every once in a while, you find yourself in a situation where you can roll over and do what you're supposed to do, or you can put your back firmly against the wall and wait for the enemy to strike. In situations like this, I ask myself: "Thirty or forty years from now, when I'm dead and gone, what would I want my son to find out that I'd done in this situation?" In this case, I know the answer.
Robert Fitzgerald's translation of the Odyssey calls the hero "that man skilled in all ways of contending, the wanderer, harried for years on end." I almost prefer Albert Cook's version: "the man of many turns, who many ways wandered... On the ocean he suffered many pains within his heart."
The man of many turns. There are a few meanings there, I suppose.