I’m going to go out on a limb here and say if you’re reading this, you have read at least one book that changed the way you looked at the world. In essence, it changed the world. There was some point, maybe halfway through, or at the end, or maybe even in the first paragraph, when you realized the place you were when you picked up the book was not the place you found yourself in as you laid it down.
Or maybe it was a film with subtitles seen on lazy Saturday afternoon. Or maybe it was one intoxicating night in a strange land hanging out drinking with a few people who had been strangers on a train a few hours before.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
One of those moments for me was as a young lad was coming across James Burke’s PBS series The Day The Universe Changed which was about, well, that moment when culturally, collectively, we had some of the moments when the world when, well, the universe changed.
And with all the focus these days on Congress, the White House, and the beltway-wall street complex being corrupt and inept, I think we do need to put some focus on the people. And right now, I would say, that the nation of United States, as fragmented as it is, need to have its universe change. Until it does, we can’t expect much more than more of the same. Keeping in mind what Ellen Glasgow said: All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward.
Here is Burke in the first part of the series