A few weeks ago, my friend Doug asked me, "Why did you quit blogging?"
"Did I really quit?" I thought. Or did I just run out of words?
It's not that I didn't have anything to say these past few weeks, I just had reached a point of dryness, of writer's block or accedia or--something. There was so much to say and the enormousness of it all overwhelmed me. I was tired. And I figured that someone else could say it better.
I silenced myself.
Tomorrow starts a New America, the South Carolina Legislature is in session, the rich are devising whole new ways to rob the poor of what little they have, justice still does not roll down like a never-ending stream, and that damned Battle Flag of the Army of Virginia still blows in the Gervais Street wind.
Even if all of you have gone elsewhere searching for a little spiritual kick, I am still going to retake My Own Private Pulpit. Here I go again.