Something has been bothering me. Like a car alarm down the street on a still afternoon. Not an emergency. Just something that won’t let you settle. The kind that reaches you before you’ve identified the source. Since 1982, when I first registered to vote, I’ve been watching something cycle through American public life like weather.ContinueContinue reading “Something That Won’t Let You Settle”
Veni. Vidi. Scripsi. 