While I have memories of Nixon, Ford, and Carter, Ronald Reagan is the first presidency I remember with detail. I was in high school when he was first elected, and I voted for his opponent in 1984, the first presidential election in which I was able to vote.
One of the things I remember about the Reagan era was the "war on drugs". Historically, I know that LBJ declared war on poverty and other presidents have led various "wars". What is it with our culture and imagery of violence?
But I understand battles. I realize that my whole life will involve a battle with depression. There will be times that the depression isn't as severe. There will be other days in which I force myself to function. And there will be a lot of days like today, where I'm somewhere in between.
One problem for me, though, is that understanding does not automatically lead to resolution. I know this of myself: often there is a disconnect between the cognitive and the emotional. Maybe the pathway is obstructed with mines. Perhaps it was struck with mortars. After all, we seem to love battles.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
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