The past is free

No two eras are alike.

Get over the notion that they are.

And over the concept of the benevolent employer that Eugene Debs (and others) promoted before they became Socialist.

In an era when Radiohead, as video'd on Saturday Night Live, comes up through Safari on your iPhone whether you want to or not; when the poems of Rae Armantrout, which give no emotional gift, are praised as poetry and published in such places as The New Yorker; and when Washington D.C is, to a major part of the constituency of the country of which it is the capital, as The Kremlin was to Washington D.C. during the Cold War, it is such a wonder so many of us stay inside a shell and watch college football?

How important it is then to rise up, put on walking shoes and stroll through The Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco, watching people feed the ducks, strolling along themselves as if nothing at all is wrong with the world.

And nothing is, wrong with the world that is. It's just that it keeps being made differently in the eyes of those who are seeing it being made.