Enjoying the view from Limbo
Election years, war years, years of challenge, decay, and doubt — in other words, all years — condition the soil for the germination and growth of the soul’s two most attractive invasive plants, despair and hope. To fall under the spell of the former is to forget to live; to fall under the spell of the latter is to forget to die. A...
The one and only person whose existence held slightly ajar the door of legitimacy in anyone’s honest judgment of the relevance of the British monarchy in the twenty-first century has now died. Queen Elizabeth II allowed our imaginations to remain connected to the royal family’s meaningful past not only because she ascended to the throne back when that past was still somewhat alive,...
The likelihood that the current pandemic was manufactured in a laboratory, by researchers working under totalitarian rulers but funded by tax dollars from the supposed vanguard of the free world, is a neat little reminder of what should be glaringly obvious to every thinking person in the modern world at all times: We are going to annihilate ourselves with progress. This is not...
Christopher Plummer has died. His life, in a way, serves as a clever synopsis of the fate of man with regard to all our foolish dreams of “being somebody.” There may never have been a more gifted actor, whether on stage or on screen. I am no great admirer of actors in general, nor of acting as a “profession,” but I reserve a...
Fate is the accumulation of unaccounted-for consequences — but unaccounted-for is not the same as unwilled. Fate itself is mostly an act of will, granting that our will is not only, or even especially, what we say we desire. We all live most of our lives on the level of what we say of ourselves — that is, of what we wish others...
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