So, I’ve lost sight of why I started to blog: I wanted to connect with others. I wanted to connect with people from all over the world. But then my mental health went mad. Again. Or I just hit a proper midlife crisis. Or it’s an awakening. Doesn’t matter what you call it. I lost sight of why I started to blog in the first place: To connect with others.
So I challenge myself. I challenge myself to stick with this blog. And I challenge myself to take part in challenges. And one I chose is VJ’s Weekly Challenge. It sounds fun. VJ offers a weekly prompt on Mondays and this week’s is “Baseline“.
And how can you take part? VJ says:
- Create a post on your blog.
- Tag it VJWC.
- Link back to this page or leave a link to your post in the comments.
- Read and comment on other posts.
- Look forward to your responses.
I had to look the Word “baseline” up first to figure out if I had the meaning right:
Dictionary entry overview: What does baseline mean?
• BASELINE (noun)
The noun BASELINE has 3 senses:
1. an imaginary line or standard by which things are measured or compared
2. the back line bounding each end of a tennis or handball court; when serving the server must not step over this line
3. the lines a baseball player must follow while running the bases
Familiarity information: BASELINE used as a noun is uncommon.
Entry taken from AudoEnglish.org
As it happens I knew number one but not two and three. Not a real sports person ~ me. I walk. I run … sometimes… but I certainly do not play tennis or baseball. Too complicated.
Life, in general, seems to become too complicated. The weather doesn’t do what it is supposed to do nor do politicians. Well, maybe they never did. Seems like they always have had their own baseline of what is decent compared to the rest of us.
Which is bad, I think. Because the people are figuring them out. They realise many are not on our side. Which in turn gives the populists a lot of power. They do not have our interest in their minds either. But they have the natural talent of finding words that resonate with the unsatisfied and the unhappy in our society. And those fall for populists like moths fall for the light.
There is change in the air. The baselines of our lives and the freedoms we took for granted are moving. In fact, they are collapsing and swirling and breaking out and are all over the place. Who will win I wonder…