Seven years later

My (temporary) move to DC has been one of timeliness. Things are abuzz with the Presidential Election less than 60 days away, I've managed to escape another bout of active hurricanes in Florida, and the Pentagon opened its 9/11 memorial today.

Ah yes, 9/11...that event almost escaped my memory. Today marks the 7th anniversary of that pretty influential date in America's history. Seven years ago, the rules of the game were all different. We lived in a country that was free-wheeling off the 90's Clinton-led administration; our only form of national news came in the form of the President's extracurricular activities. It seemed like the president for the new millennium was hooked up with a free ride.

Little did we know, the Bush-Gore Election Day debacle would be a harbinger for the strife we would eventually endure, rather than the comedic relief that the Electoral College seemed to provide at the time. A couple months later, four crashed planes obliterated America's nonchalance. Seven years later, we're in this socioeconomic quagmire we all know as Reality.

What about this year's election, effectively a circus as depicted by our media? I suppose time's healing effect has done its deed, to the point where we can treat our Presidential candidates as rock stars. Perhaps it's our way of forgetting our woes. We're still fighting a war on the other side of the planet. The American economy is digging its own grave. We need some fun and games to divert our attention from these things. Of course, it's all fun and games until, well you get it...