If old age is a shipwreck, an inner voice wheedles, just sit on the sand
and stop sending messages in a bottle. On a Netflix life raft, it’s possible to
wallow in the past and give up all hope of rescue.
Yet, the present and future keep crowding in. On the 40th
anniversary of Watergate, Woodward and Bernstein resurface with a joint byline
to claim that Nixon “was far worse than we thought.” An arguable assertion,
since many of us thought the Unindicted Coconspirator was as bad as it gets.
And this prompts the question “How bad will it be after next November?”
For those reared on old Hollywood movies and early network TV, the hope
of happy endings is ingrained beyond all 21st century evidence to
the contrary. Barack Obama’s face keeps superimposing itself on the classic picture
of Harry Truman grinning over the headline of Dewey’s victory in 1948.
So, amid all efforts to stop 2012 sentience, one short note in a bottle: Darkest
before dawn, you never know what’s around the corner, life is unpredictable and
all that.
Meanwhile, tee up the Netflix.
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