Manifesto

According to Emily Dickinson, hope is the thing with feathers. If this is true, my personal plumage must look something like that of this poor fellow:

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In terms of my outlook on life, I am as hopeless as a naked penguin. This does not mean, however, that I have given up on the idea of acquiring feathers sometime in the future; only that I think the scenario somewhat unlikely.

Most of the things that will follow, at least for the next month or two, will be items that have been previously posted on other sites (mostly LiveJournal, Facebook, and Twitter). Eventually, new writings will appear. Be patient.