Someone once said that the world is too much with us. That is especially true when the world is barking mad. So I am taking a break from the news. For four days, I am holed up in a beautiful cabin on an island in a far Northern lake with my wife, my son and two of my three daughters, a daughter-in-law, a son-in-law-to-be, and two grandchildren. We are fishing–the opener was today–and otherwise having a wonderful time.
I am not following the news, and at the moment I have 230 unread emails. I won’t read any of them until I return to civilization on Tuesday and rejoin the fight. Until then, I’ve checked out.