One fine day I will drop The Economist. This will have nothing whatsoever to do with the mightiest among newspapers, though. The same day I will drop the world.

Addendum I (December 13, 2011)

That day is drawing near. And fast. My three-year subscription to The Economist will expire sometime next month. I have already made up my mind not to renew it. That will be the end of my regular letters to the editor, as well. If I ever write any more, they will be sporadic at best. Say, two or three a year. More important, I will do my best to eschew many of the themes covered by the mighty newspaper. Although I may “err” every once in a while, it is time to drop regular treatment of such themes. Enough is enough. One way or another, it took me a bit more than a month to turn a vague idea into action. What are vague ideas for, anyway?

Addendum II (December 18, 2012)

Promises, promises. This year I dropped the mighty newspaper, as I promised, but I picked up a whole bunch of less impressive ones instead. That must change, though. Enough news. My ruminations about world affairs give me no joy any longer. None whatsoever, as a matter of fact. So, why persist at this silly game? I must focus on things that are squarely in my power. Things I can marshal with relish. Promises, promises…

Addendum III (March 11, 2016)

I chuckled when I came across this piece in one of my haphazard journeys through my writings. “Drop the world,” I mumbled to myself with relish. By now, I have dropped all the newspapers. Although some of the news still come to me via my Internet service provider’s website, I do not read anything on offer. The world is history by now, and no kidding. Notwithstanding my many unfulfilled promises of old, they have finally been met one and all. Now I spend most of my time without a thought on my mind. Most of the time I am sitting and staring in front of myself, but I also walk a great deal and stare in front of myself. I pay attention to everything that is going on around me, but I do not engage in any thought about anything that reaches me through my senses. “I’ve dropped the world at long last,” I mumbled to myself once again as I finished reading all the addenda and sprouted a smile.