A week ago I woke up enthused to go vote and hopeful that, at the end of the day, we would have a new President. A week later I still wake up, but my focus is now on work, my wife, my kids, my personal interests. I like the idea of not worrying about politics for awhile, although I recall the old saw that, "You may not be interested in politics, but politics is interested in you." Have we reached a tipping point where the centrality of government in American life means that you simply can't avoid it? Probably. But I sometimes feel the urge to try. If I were a hardier sort, I might retreat with some guns and canned goods into the mountains of Idaho. But instead I'll likely retreat into books and family and everyday life.
A wistful post for wistful times.