It looked soft. Effortless.

Almost as if it was gliding, quietly into a web to be trapped. There was nothing blunt about it at first. It was just moving silently from the electronic universe, like a million journeys happen every second.

The first moment was like lucid dreaming.

You can't start a new post on 'being a former Liberal' without a few caveats.

I've tried rationalizing my perspective on this issue a million different ways: the party's internal wars had finally stamped out any voices of renewal, nobody knew what being Liberal really meant anymore, it's all really just ancient history now.

Okay, so this space seems to be gathering dust. I just don't post anymore. I'm still keeping the blog, but my posts are now reduced to once every month or three.

I'm kind of bored with blogging. Have been for some time now. There's a few reasons why: Twitter is far, far better at conveying short pieces of information that blogs just can't do. I'm starting to realize, in a time when you can't keep on top of everything that's coming at you digitally for too long, that I can only do the short bursts now. I just have too much else to review.

It's been a long time since I wrote on here. This is the only way I can work through the news of my good friend David Wink's passing.