(diary)
Fri 17 Jan 2010
The feeling of history doesn’t go away. The feeling that we’re right in the middle of it now like we haven’t been for our lifetimes and probably our parents. There was a grimness from day one. Some conservative friends said, about a month ago, that they never expected it to be this bad. Bad, but in the form of just-not-a-very-good-president bad and not to the degree and depths that we’ve gone. There’s no satisfaction in seeing that the sky is, in fact, falling. I credit Sarah Kendzior with the assessment: “there is no bottom” though not sure if it was her words or sentiments.
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