From driftglass:
Every year is getting shorter.
Never seem to find the time.
Op eds either come to naught
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in moneyed desperation is the Beltway way
Your time is gone, your song is over,
You have nothing more to say.
Like tens of millions of his fellow Americans, yesterday Mr. David Brooks of The New York Times paused in his daily perambulations long enough to look up and witness the 2017 eclipse.
But Mr. David Brooks is no ordinary American human. Mr. Brooks a Modest Man. A Centrist Man. A cardinal of the High and Holy Church of Both Siderism.
Mr. Brooks believes “The truth is plural” — a skittish unicorn which exists in “…a tension between two or more views, each of which possesses a piece of the truth.”