I try to be amused…
When troubles arise, better people have a line of poetry to soothe the moment. Primitive that I am, I default to: “I used to be disgusted, now I try to be amused.”
It’s the intro to “Red Shoes,” a long-forgotten Elvis Costello song about a bad break-up. He considers ending it all. But instead he tries, not altogether convincingly, to be amused.
Profound? No. Poetic? Helpful? Not really. But when it comes to public affairs and rank culture, it can help.
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The Boys Who Cried Corruption
Evidence, we know, is just one of those leftist niceties anyway. So the evidence of corruption remains ephemeral in coups. Many of the jailed and restricted – murdered in some cases – share guilt primarily of having the bad taste of being political opponents.