Rinse And Repeat 02/20/2013 14:25
Without a doubt this has grown increasingly more difficult to 'hang on' since we lost out 'checklist' back in June of '11. Ever since then, we've been on a rudderless ship, lost in the Mediterranean Sea.
With each week, month and year that slide by, most of us have lost quite a bit of hope in this ever happening. But as I look back, the years before June 2011 weren't all that much easier. It was like watching a snail on a turtles back, walking uphill. In soft sand. It seemed like there was never any progress at all being made.
With each excruciatingly agonizing day that would crawl by, the only hope we had was to see some kind of change before the month was out. And we rarely did. It was always the same BS, different BS'er.
Once we crested the hill on Dec. 15, 2010, we all knew we were finally 'there'. Lots of sanctions lifted, it was over. Time to celebrate. But oh no, it was anything but over.
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The next 6 months were brutal. Even though we all knew that the Shabster himself had stated publicly that Iraq would RV by the end of June '11, it was still an excruciating journey to get there. But at least we knew the end was in sight and we could somehow make it another 6 months.
And then we got there. June 30th.... and nothing happened. Nope, no RV. Panic set in and we were lost. The Future Of Iraq project seemingly completed ... and yet it wasn't. Now what?
We were lost, scrambling for a clue. Any clue. Any sign of which direction to go. But there was none. Everybody, even the Gurus of the day were dumbfounded and had no idea where to turn. None of us wanted to believe that we had been right there and nothing happened. How could that be?
All the predictions, all the guesstimates, all the rumtel and the farticles, how could they have been so wrong? And yet they were. Painfully wrong.
So even though all the deadlines come and go, the guesstimates never come true, the dreams of donium are just that, merely dreams, we basically have no other option other than to hang on with all we've got and ride this storm out until the end.
Until we finally get pushed ashore by that one unforseen rogue wave, seemingly out of nowhere, driving us to the finish line. Then and only then will we be able to reap the rewards for all of our patience and perseverance.
In the end many will say that we didn't 'earn' this blessing and to them I say balderdash and poppycock. With all the eye strain, the ulcers and the mental anguish this adventure has caused, I've definitely earned my pay.
So hang in there folks, this will be over someday. Nobody knows for sure when but back when I discovered this opportunity, far too many years ago, the 'predictions' were for this to be over in November of 2013. So according to my calendar, we're still way ahead of schedule.