So why don’t I feel like Charles Krauthammer looked? Well, I’ve got my family, and my neighbors, and a dog. And I have the example of my betters from the 1930s and 1940s and 1950s who faced a country and a whole world gone to leftist hell, and who laughed and loved and invented and preserved as they clawed the country and the world back to better place. And you know. You and I will do it to.
I share Greg’s dim view of where our political class has and is taking us. And I hope that I can face that future with as much optimism (if pessimistic ) as he does.