I’ve been waffling about continuing my writing. I quit writing several months ago because I saw the futility in opening minds. I realized that indoctrination and programming were too deeply ingrained, moving the improbability marker to 9.8 out of 10, meaning that any chance of success was extremely low. But being an optimist… you know the rest.
My only hope is that somewhere in the 330 million people in America, or nearly eight billion people in the world, there may be a few willing to consider a disparate opinion, or diverse point of view.
Maybe I could reach a few curious minds.
Or am I deluded?
Am I alone, facing this daunting task and dilemma?
I feel like I’m pissing on a forest fire, hoping to put it out, or into the ocean expecting an appreciable rise in the level. Continue reading