First, the post below is truly in a place of indistinction. I deleted it. It's not on my file list. So i can't delete it again. But here it is, still in exsitence. How odd. Oh well. I like the poem, but believe that the ending, while beautifully poignent, borders on, if not resides well within a blasphemous realm. One that i am not willing to enter. Although i do love the line italicized.

And second, the story here says something about the dialectic of the Enlightenment for sure. Here, it wasn't party politics that legitimized the individuals voice--if that is even possible--but a collection of singular voices that disallowed the government the ability to pass a law without the populations consent.

And third, it would seem that our President has been reading Clinton Rossiter's, Constitutional Dictatorship: Crisis Government in the Modern Democracies, because he is emulating the closing remarks in a beautifully mutilated fashion, "No sacrifice is too great for our democracy, least of all the temporary sacrifice of democracy itself" (314).

And fourth, BASEBALL!!! ANGELS!!! Tim Salmon!! And the Ducks are heading to the playoffs. Life is good in the lovely city of Los Angeles of Anaheim.