Monday, March 14, 2011

Five Years Ago, the Valley was Born

On March 14, 2006, I started Blogging with these words:
Entering the Pass.....

In the book, The Great Game by Peter Hopkirk he describes the history of the British and Russian Empires during the 19th and early 20th Century (Pre-October Revolution). The British Empire during that time faced their own Waterloo at the Khyber Pass. Your journeyman for this blog is experiencing a transition, not unlike the British in 1919. I am between many things, covered only by the shadows of the San Fernando Mountains; I am between jobs (and looking for a new career), between beliefs (a Jew who enjoys going to Bel Air Presbyterian Church) and worried about my own purpose in life. Through this blog, I hope to find my way, out of the pass and out the Valley of the Shadow.

That was written at 3:30PM and I have continued on my journey through the Valley of the Shadow.

Since then, I have made good friends through this Blog.

(I am linking to their Blogs or Tip jars)

Ann Althouse (Tip jar) (and this is the Blog that birthed the Valley)
Jason Buckley;
Pamela Geller (Tip Jar);
Dan Riehl (Tip Jar);
Dr. Dan of GayPatriot (Tip Jar);
Robert Stacy McCain (Tip jar);
Little Miss Attilla (Tip jar);
Richard McEnroe (Tip Jar) and
Nathan Zimmerman

And here is my Tip jar and Amazon Wish list.

Next week I am going up as new media and a delegate to the CAGOP Spring Convention.  And next month, I should have an article in the American Spectator based on some posts I wrote in 2007. 

I still travel through the Valley of the Shadow, but I can see the light shine through the mountains. 

My question: What is your favorite thing about this Blog?

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1 comment:

  1. Since I just came over for the first time from Stacy's blog I only have an initial favorite thing: You seem to have boatloads of intellectual honesty. I'll keep coming back, now that I know about you.

    I understand this is one of Margret Thatcher's favorite poems, having heard Churchill quote it during the war. It's become a favorite of mine as well:

    SAY not the struggle naught availeth,
    The labour and the wounds are vain,
    The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
    And as things have been they remain.

    If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;
    It may be, in yon smoke conceal'd,
    Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers,
    And, but for you, possess the field.

    For while the tired waves, vainly breaking,
    Seem here no painful inch to gain,
    Far back, through creeks and inlets making,
    Comes silent, flooding in, the main.

    And not by eastern windows only,
    When daylight comes, comes in the light;
    In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly!
    But westward, look, the land is bright!

    Arthur Hugh Clough. 1819–1861


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