A lot can happen in five years.
Some of it good, some of it bad. In politics and the media, five years can be forever. In our personal lives it can seem like days or it can seem like centuries; all at the same time.
Like five years ago, today is cool and clear here in Upstate New York. Unfortunately, that is not all that is the same. The Great Miscommunicator still squats in our White House and we are still little safer than we were on that fateful morning.
And I suppose all those things that are still the same five years after the event that prompted me to start blogging are the reason that I haven't written here in so long. The collective effort of the blogosphere, the writing, the joining up of like-minded people, the money many of us could so little afford sent to groups and causes, the letters and e-mails and phone calls to politician; all seemingly for nothing.
I suppose we'll know better after tomorrow. Will Democrats win back at least one house of Congress? Has the national mood turned away from willful ignorance about Afghanistan, Iraq and the true sources of terrorism?
It's too soon to tell. But considering the last five years, I'm not hopeful.