"Love is a harsh and dreadful thing to ask of us, but it is the only answer."--Dorothy Day


Prisoners of Certainty.

I long for the day when putting significant thought into a decision that may affect millions of people is thought to be prudent; when changing your mind with good reason is not demonized; when the word flip-flopper is used only to refer to a person who makes, sells, designs or wears flip-flops. I hope someday for a politician to take office who freely admits to mistakes in judgement and who is not afraid to rethink things. There is in the New York Times today a review of Bob Woodward's book State of Denial. It describes GW as "a prisoner of his own certitude." This is an interesting way to think about the current state of our country. We are in the hands of a group of men who were so certain of their ideas-- ideas that have been found to be rife with bad judgement and contradiction--that they are now unable to see the misteps they have made that it seems are inescapable by the rest of the World. Even the Republicans are beginning to see things for what they are, but maybe it's not admitting fault if you say that neither side is right.

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