my hands are trembling
So, here I go venturing into the world of blogging. I chose the category of development. At the age of 62, I am moving from the fringes toward a place where policy debate is in full swing. This reminds me of driving my dad's car to Marshall just to look at the home and address of my first girl friend -- well.. we had one date. She wasn't big on farm boys who were ex-seminarians.
Thanks to Peter for launching this effort and nudging us toward the blogoshere. Later on, when we start looking more closely at the Murray Edelman's Constructing the Political Spectacle, we can talk about how blogging plays into that form of narrative contruction.
One more rite of passage behind me.... GDC