Dear Hoot,
I’m writing you because I thought you’d listen, and I know you’d understand. There is no broken chain of reasoning that I can repair, no emotional crisis that I can probe, no frustrated plan to redesign, no obvious problem to attempt to solve. Why am I unsettled, discontented, unable to focus on something worth doing? Can it be that I’ve been housebound since March 13? Can it be that our prevaricating national leadership refuses to listen to and follow the advice of experts? Can it be that a sizable portion of the population is vulnerable innocently and another portion is in flagrant violation of sensible norms of behavior, some using the situation to exploit social differences and to push extremists’ ideologies? Is it possible that our democracy is under such attack that we may never experience it again in the same ways? That mobs of different sizes and strength may rule at different places and levels in our society without the checks and balances of common decency, acceptable norms of behavior, and measured interpretation and enforcement of law?
Hoot, I’m worried.
Aaltoe
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