I was all set to post an angry, thundering screed on the pedophilia scandal that is sweeping through England and seems to have some echoes among our own “honored leaders” here, but I just can’t. I’ve run out of outrage, I’ve run out of anger, and I feel that the few who read my words wouldn’t listen anyway.
On the scandal itself, and where it could lead, Vox Day. He’s a better writer than I, so I just point and say ‘what he said’.
On the ongoing collapse of our civilization, John C. Wright. An even better writer and a Christian. Again, ‘what he said’.
Me? I’m just tired and discouraged. I intend to play out my string and be grateful for the things that are still left to me. Possessions? Meh, not so much.
Love? I am more awash in it than I have ever been, and I thank God for that mercy.