Of course he won’t go quietly
I’m thinking as we all, in some corner of our consciousness, fidget and distract ourselves awaiting an outcome, suffer the condition of Tiresias in The Waste Land, not so much throbbing between two lives, as vibrating between, what I’ll call two civic states of being. Is it the end of the beginning, or the beginning of the end?
The more that suddenly positivist…
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