In Which Your Humble Blogger thought the real highlight was the snip-snip excerpt from Ecclesiastes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is tempted to quote Santayana at great length but resists, for now.
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks it's a one-in-a-thousand chance, but I've been wrong before.
In Which Your Humble Blogger can't even imagine.
In Which Your Humble Blogger still, still, still believes it. For good or ill, humanity.
In Which Your Humble Blogger also realizes that law enforcement is different from education and transportation, which is presumably why Conservatives support the budget for it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger fails to go into the very interesting comparative study of riots in different nations and eras, but look, there's a point to be made.
In Which Your Humble Blogger says things that have been said before, even here in this Tohu Bohu, but that are worth repeating (I hope).
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn't know anything, really, at all.
In Which Your Humble Blogger still expects to be enthusiastic, come the late summer and autumn, if the world hasn't ended.
