70F, overcast, clammy here in the not so secret location.
This is a transitional time for the world, for the USA, for my family, and for me personally.
Clearly the world’s geopolitical landscape is shifting- Russia, China, the UK and Europe- old relationships are changing, new relationships are being forged, and the (relatively) stable world order is shifting.
The relationship between the US and the world is shifting too. Internally, the relationship of the people to the government is, in some aspects, already the mirror of what it was. See the militarized police, and the rise of a paternalistic and socialist government as examples.
My family is undergoing a transition as we have lost our patriarch, father, husband, brother, cousin, uncle, and friend. It wasn’t completely unexpected, it’s been coming for years. But it was still sudden. One minute your life is continuing, pretty much the same as always, then, suddenly, it’s different.
That’s the transition. Fraught with danger and opportunity. With things starting to move, the smallest pressure can make a big change.
In the past, the death of one man has changed the order of the world, the fate of kingdoms. In the present, the death of one man also changes the lives of all those he touched, some in the most minor ways, some in the most profound.
I’m writing here because of the death of one man. I’m writing this because of the death of another.
We’re in a time of transition. Choose where you apply your pressure very carefully.