We have it all at the tips of our clutch release fingers. The Cold War is over, the great international rivalries are reduced to the odd island or peninsula that wants reunification, and the top botherations are some fanatics who like to blow themselves up—a self-limiting problem in the long run—and that it’s getting warmer out. Yet, not satisfied to meander in the oxbow of events, we show the patience of a saint who needs a diaper change, yelling to do something about nothing. Haven’t people heard that history is over? Where’s the smug decadence? We should all just settle down and write our novels.
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