The swinging bridge at Kootenai Falls. Unsteady, treacherous, and damn, it's a long way down. Watch your step. Hold on. The bridge can only support so much weight, or she collapses.
Seems like a good analogy to the political and social dialogue we find ourselves in. I mean what's left to believe anymore? A collective code of conduct? Who defines it?
Or do we fall back on an individual code of conduct? And what happens to such a code when no one's looking. Conscience isn't best displayed in a crowded house. Conscience seems true only in the honesty of one's mirrored reflection. That takes bravery.
I have my thoughts on collective codes and individual codes. They always find their strongest litmus test at their weakest point. Usually in a most untidy and messy intersection involving truth. The problem with selective memory, secrecy, and multiple realities, is that the truth always comes out. It's one force in the universe that always seems to have our reckoning written all over it.
Corruption, confusion, and the erosion of everything we say we believe in seems a given. No matter what vantage we claim, everything seems to be in transit. The least common denominator defines us. The progressives are in retreat, and the conservatives take liberal liberties.
If this isn't the best example of leadership without leaders, I don't know what is...
Our sorry state of the state. Raw and naked...
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Thank you for the link to this clip! Absolutely outstanding.
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