A Parable of a Pogo Stick

Here’s a boy who wants to set a record for pogo stick jumps; and I think there might be a lesson here. To wit: “Keep on jumping and jumping and jumping some more, and eventually you’ll fall.” Ouch.

I was a great pogo stick artist in my boyhood. If my mother had ever seen some of the tricks I got up to, she would’ve plotzed. And before I could fall and suffer a real injury, another kid borrowed my pogo stick and wrecked it.

Today I seem to be battling writer’s block. (“Well, of course you are! Why else would you be writing about a pogo stick?” I just can’t generate a Newswithviews column this week–after I don’t know how many weeks in a row. I mean, there’s so much really bad nooze out there, I can’t decide what to write about.

So I guess I might as well sign off until the evening, when I’ll have the pleasure of selecting and posting a cat or dog video. Or some other nice critter.

And then tomorrow morning I can try again.

5 comments on “A Parable of a Pogo Stick

  1. More cats! More Norbert! 🙂 But I know what you mean about being noozed out. I just tried to watch two of my favorite news podcasts and just couldn’t finish. It’s too exhausting.

    1. And you can tell how exhausted I am by the fact that I used “just” twice in one sentence and didn’t bother to proofread before posting.

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