One of the blogs I have read religiously, Time Goes By, is shutting down. I always felt that Ronni Bennett spoke for me. She tackled issues I often thought about, but was too lazy to write about. She was eloquent in a way I could never manage. I am disappointed that I will no longer have Ronni Bennett as my spokesperson, and I am disappointed in Ronni for giving up.
Of course, this is the pot calling the kettle black. How many times have I given up in frustration. I’ve been trying to change the world for more than half a century. The world has changed; I can’t take any credit for it, good or bad. I was one of the mothers marching against the war in Vietnam. After being photographed by the FBI a jillion times and suffering many insults and frustrations, I gave up. The war ended, but I never felt I had anything to do with it. One of the things I learned painfully, as I grew older: never giving up pays off.
Ronni has dealt with so many important issues in her blog, most recently raising an alarm about a new attempt by our government to curtail our First Amendment rights. Her research and her arguments about this resurgence of witch hunting and McCarthyism are powerful. I lived through the McCarthy era. It affected me psychologically, and affected the livelihood of several of my relatives. I am dismayed to think I might have to witness another period of this nastiness. Read about it here.
The last straw for Ronni was the response she got to a post titled "Is There Really Nothing Golden About Getting Old?" I didn’t see that post until it was too late to respond, so I will tell her now: the golden part of getting old for me, is that I am completely comfortable in my old skin. I am who I am; I cannot pretend to be anyone else, not even a little bit. It is golden for me that I have learned to be patient, to follow my inner voice, to not let the "bastards get me down."