Election tracking vs. Banana Peanut Butter Pancake Mountain

So there is an election campaign thing going on… or so people tell me.

That used to be the kind of thing that would inspire me to act, get me spreading the good word of progressive love. Hiking the campaign trail, educating the uneducated. Crusading.

It would also raise my stress level about 300% and start causing me to freak out over not so good reasons.

So… around 4 years ago I walked out of the Bryant Lake Bowl after announcing that I was going to tune out of current events and social justice for at least 2 years. It was about 10pm. I had a suspicion that John Kerry would be conceding within the hour. At the two year mark I was consumed with family crisis and after re-evaluating my situation determined that ignoring the media, outside of sniffing through headlines, was working well for me.

I’ve not been on the campaign bandwagon. My friends who are have been great about it. The friends that I was not great with 4 years ago are all speaking to me again. My boyfriend and I barely talk politics and I’m okay with that too. I have done some independent research online in the middle of the night… read a few articles.. perused a few transcripts… it’s enough. I am not disinterested… I am not consumed.

So what am I spending all this new found time and freedom pondering?

Today it was breakfast and the miracle that is Banana Peanut Butter Pancake Mountain… with sausage and a syrup lava flow.

Says me.

S.