Lewis and Clark. A Small Musical Interlude For A Different Time And World.

Sing to my heart for a time when there were still undiscovered horizons to be explored.

A Jacobin of this Age.

In light of the article by Michael Sean Winters at The National Catholic (or schismatic) Reporter: A Grim Fourth of July Arrives in the Age of Trump. Typical of the unhinged left, Winters tries to sound humane and aloof, right up to the very end. In a classic mask removal, Winters exposes his true belief, that he is in fact a Neo-Jacobin.

"Normally, when I get into a debate with a conservative friend and we are at an impasse, with no hope for resolution, I try to ease the tension with levity, and say, "Well, when the revolution comes, I will put in a good word for you and your family." To my friends in the Republican political and legal establishment who have not stood up to Trump: When the revolution comes, you are on your own, and I will be clamoring not for mercy but for a seat next to the guillotine, where I can do my knitting."

Your little attempt at "levity" was more of a self centering bullseye. It reminds me of the scene in Henry V, when the Dauphin of France attempts to insult Henry V with tennis balls.

Instead sir, you should, in all humility, be reminded of this.

155 Years Ago, If You Remember.

155 years ago today the Battle of Gettysburg started. While I will not argue the rights and wrongs of the American Civil War, I will say that some, if not many, of the views I once held about the war have changed over the last 30 years.