Take a knee, 3.5 readers.
I’m not old. Depending on your age, you might consider me old or young.
I am old enough to remember the 9/11 attacks, and also, that there was a pre-9/11 world and a post-9/11 world, and I don’t think any of us understood how naive, maybe even innocent we were in those pre-9/11 days until after the World Trade Center came down.
Much has happened since then. America responded. Republicans and Democrats have been at each others’ throats as to what’s the best response, leaving the country more divided than ever, to the point where everyone involved in politics hates each other so much that it makes me wonder if the terrorists didn’t in fact win that day.
I don’t get political on this blog. Prior to 9/11, I was vocal about my political opinions, but that was back in the day when people were able to talk, listen, agree to disagree, and then have a beer together after.
Now each side is so hell bent on convincing the world that the other side is a bunch of fire breathing kitten kickers that I’ll have no part of it.
What I will say this. The Western World, with all of its democracy, freedom, capitalism, and opportunity, is not a bad place. If it was, people wouldn’t be flocking in droves to come here.
It should be protected. More importantly, it deserves to be protected. The fate of humanity rests on it being protected.
How exactly to do that…I hope the powers that be can come together and find a way.
I’d offer my thoughts, but I’d rather be universally loved then partially hated, and if there’s one thing for sure these days, offering your opinion on anything political is a surefire way to get 50% of the population to hate your guts.
So I’ll just stick with my humble blog and my fun stories and more importantly, with my beloved 3.5 readers, who approve of me at a whopping 100%.
Wait. This just in. The .5th reader thinks I stink. Fine. 95% of my readers love me. Did I even do the math right on that? Someone get a pen and paper and figure it out.
I am thinking of you, Paris. It’s a lame thing to say. Really, how does me thinking of Paris help them but alas, it’s all I can do.
Politicians of the world, good luck, and make an effort to come together as the free world needs you to do so now more than ever.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be here at BQB HQ with my head buried in the sand, writing my goofy stories that only 3.5 people read.
Bookshelf Battle 
What an unfortunate topic to choose as what may be the first time I’ve commented to you. But. I needed to say that I appreciate what you’ve written here, so very much. I’ve been wrestling with whether or not to write anything, and I decided against it. But I’m glad you did, because this is perfect. I like to think, had I addressed it at all, that it maybe would have looked similar to this. Well done. Well spoken. I’ve seen a few people write on it already – and, as you said, some of them have flat out pissed me off. I don’t want to get pissed off at blogs I read. I want to keep loving them for the non-political blogs I initial did fall in love with. I think you handled things perfectly, for what it’s worth.
It isn’t your first comment! You checked in on me a number of times during the East Randomtown Zombie Apocalypse to see whether or not I had become a zombie. It was appreciated. Few cared about my human or zombie status.
Yes, well spoken. It is possible to promote compassion and kindness in our writing without being overtly political.