jon stewart, and an obligatory update

I’ve found of late I’ve had a dry spell of writing. And I can’t figure why, because I look at everything going on right now, and the world (both in my small, personal world, and the world at least) is exploding with things to talk about.

For now, I want to talk about Jon Stewart.

Jon and I have a long relationship. I started watching him in college, and didn’t necessarily like what he had to say. I was very much a conservative, and felt like he was way left-of-center. Now that I’ve grown a little older and have been more influenced (and agreed with) more left-leaning ideas, I’d probably consider myself a moderate, maybe leaning left (sorry, dear Grover friends… I feel I’ve let you down). What I have to come to apprecate about Stewart is that he’s honest. I find I get the best news from a comedy show, becuase he’s trying to be entertaining by being funny. The thing with CCN and FoxNews that they try to be entertaining by making the news entertaining.

I, for one, don’t need my news to be entertaining. I need it to be the truth. I don’t need to be scared or made to understand the wrong and injustice in the world.  Honestly, I merely have to walk outside my door down about 6 blocks to recognize the injustices of the world.

I’d like to think Jon Stewart is telling me the truth.  I’d like to think he sees things from multiple directions.  It’s obvious when you watch the show long enough.  The democrats lack any ability to stand on something, the republicians are standing on top of everyone, crushing them in the process.  And somewhere, in the midst of this, there’s an entire bell curve of folks who are trying to make sense of all of it.  I think that demographic figures to be most of Stewart’s audience, myself included.

So thank you, Jon.  For being honest that you’re a comedy show that happens to talk about the news.  The day that the rest of the news media admits to the same will be a fine day, indeed.

Break was wonderful.  I relazed with my family, and got just to the point that they were on my nerves.  That’s when I know it’s home.  It’s not hunky-dory everything’s perfect.  We’re living life and getting along.  It almost felt good to get fussed at for being messy, becuase that means it’s my parents.  I also had a chance to spend time with my grandpa.  It was really the first siginifcant time we’ve spent since he had his surgery.  Ryan and he and I went out and played “horse” around the basketball court.  This was a big deal, because we hadn’t done that since I was in middle school.  When my grandpa would miss, he’d question where he would shoot a few years ago, trying to remember his sweet spot, and would say “I haven’t done this in years.”

I could have taken that as an admission of being out of basketball condition, but I think it’s best to think of it as a welcome affirmation of a fine Anderson tradition.  My heart felt big that night.

There’s other things going on, too, such as reconnecting with old friends, meeting new ones, and continuing to fall in love with God as the life tumbles along.

peace (it took me three times to write peace.  I’m exhausted.)



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