Sorry to introject a note of seriousness on this day of levity, but this Norman Podhoretz article in Commentary is worth reading: World War IV: How It Started, What It Means, and Why We Have to Win
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Podohoretz starts with a day we all remember, a day when the sky was impossibly blue and the sunlight was golden and sweet, like honey . . . . impossibly blue is his image, the honey is mine, but I will never forget how beautiful that day was. Achingly beautiful. It made the things that happened seem impossible, like watching a beautiful woman turn to ashes before your eyes. And yet the world continued on, for all the world like the painting by Brueggel of Icarus, the tiny legs in the water the only thing to tell us that someone was dying.
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Well, I guess that's the wrong image, but whenever I think of that day, that's what I think about. The world continues on, and yet for us it's changed forever. |
