Originally, today's post was my semi-annual "plea for a peaceful separation" post, which I usually seem to put after significant political happenings.
I wrote it. I prepared to post it. And then I walked it back.
It is not that I do not believe in it. I still do. But as I thought about what I had wrote, I realized that at this point, pleas for thoughtful consideration are as dust blowing in the wind.
I do not write this with any great sense of pleasure - the historian in me sees where things are leading, and where they are leading is nowhere people - thinking people - want to be. And while part of me frets about the sorts of things that come out of this, and part of me is angry (truly) at those on both sides that flippantly discuss the option as if it were a video game where - if things go badly - we can just restart it, neither of those particularly serves a useful purpose. Because - to quote the Elder Von Moltke - "No plan of operation extends with certainty beyond the first encounter with the enemy's main strength", and there are plenty of ways the "match of the century" for either side can go terribly wrong.
In the past I have been noted as being "foolish" or "ignorant of the times" or - the one I am most proud of - an "idealist". I accept this badges with honor, although I will dispute that I am neither foolish nor ignorant of the times - I am quite aware of what is going on; it seems that sometimes very few see where this is actually going, not the fantasy of where people think it is going.
To that end, I will continue in my foolish, ignorant, and idealist ways. Hopefully, at least here, come what may, you will find something divorced (on the whole) from ongoing events and perhaps even a thought or two. After all, outposts of civilization are becoming rare indeed. To whatever end may come, this will remain one.
Here, at least, Don Quixote continues to charge at windmills with every hope of success.