By design, it has been a while since I have written anything overtly political, or more specifically, anything political that is overtly partisan. (But really, is there any other kind?) I have come to enjoy having the mind clear of all the noise, concentrating instead on the things that actually matter. I do not intend to wade off into that slimy slough anytime soon, as working your way back to firm ground can be daunting. And it is not as if there aren’t other more engrossing things to contemplate: my narrowing window of mortality, for example, as well as faith matters, family concerns, history and genealogy, literature, writing, travel, nature–that’s just a short list of the categories that keep my brain in gear without the miry mendacity of Politics. In the Morning Prayers, there’s a phrase–“raise me far above the world’s confusion.” Ah, that’s it. Political partisanship is one of the primary passions that whips up the flames of Confusion.
Well, that should clear away the need to write on politics for a while.
I appreciate the reminder that we don't really know where we are on the trajectory of decline.