I’ve been tangling with Karl Bremer for a long, long time.  Like,since long before any of us had ever heard of blogs.

Now, if this blog has had one iron clad standard, it’s that politics comes in behind humanity. This hobby – an offshoot of people doing what they believe – is frequently a stewing noxious morass of Alinski-ite ugliness. And so I never go after peoples’ jobs, their family lives, or, especially, parts of their pasts that aren’t germane to their political job.  Wherever else I may have fallen short, I’ve stuck to that.  

And beyond that?  Peoples’ lives are more important than their politics.

So it was a genuine gut-shot to read this last night:

Three weeks ago, I was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Tomorrow I start chemotherapy to try to destroy it. I’ve fought a lot of battles in my life and beaten some long odds. None of them have ever been life-threatening, though, so at this point, they all seem rather inconsequential.This one’s for real, and I’m going to need all the energy I can muster to beat it. Consequently, you may see a little reduction in flow here at Ripple in Stillwater. I’ll be recycling some old material to keep you entertained in the meantime

Best wishes and hopes that Karl kicks the odds in the ass.