And yet again...

... it's been ages since I posted.

I've been looking a lot at various political boards and non-political boards that talk about politics as well as a hefty dose of Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert (if you haven't seen anything with these guys yet, do a search on YouTube.com). The more I look, the more I think of this poem by William Butler Yeats... The Second Coming. It's a bit cliche and corny, I'm sure, but I can't get it out of my mind. Maybe if I write it out, it will leave.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all convictions, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out

When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi

Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;

A shape with lion body and the head of a man,

A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,

Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it

Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again but now I know

That twenty centuries of stony sleep

Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,

And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,

Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?