I’m starting to think that the main problem with being on the left is that there’s no reward in being right. At least being on the right feels good even if the Dumasses are always wrong. Maybe especially when they’re wrong, and no wonder they seem determined to cultivate error at every turn. How can the left compete with that?
When I see the names of certain Cassandras on the left I get into an instant lemon pucker because I know whatever they are writing about is going to deeply suck on some level. I feel my life already sucks without knowing the truth about everything.
More power to them and others of their ilk. These pitbulls are at least on the job, but speaking for myself, I rarely get the sense that there’s any hope underneath the fearless quest for truth. What if the truth is: There is no hope? We’re all screwed! Is there a point at which you can say, "All right! Stop reminding me!"
I don’t have a constitution for vigilance. But I don’t have a good alternative to vigilance either. As long as the root of so much of the miserable state we find ourselves in is self-inflicted and until the conversation becomes honest and inclusive and infused with the proper modicum of civility and intelligence and respect for our differences and desire to find and reach our common goals -- and we, all of us, need it to be sooner rather than later-- let the Cassandras have at it and try not to get in their way.
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