Cue Mr. Sebastion
Let me tell you 'bout my best friend. Somewhere in the vicinity of 27 years ago, during a dress rehearsal for a University production (I forget the play, but he would surely remember), one of us spied the other with a copy of T.S. Eliot's collected poetry (another detail of which I am now uncertain). We proceeded to regale all within earshot with a stereophonic, dramatic reading of "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock". We have been best of friends ever since.
In recent months we have both taken on blogging. I had registered the name Futurballa many months ago, but had not taken the leap into actual posting. He began to blog under the name A Fool in the Forest, (a motley fool he), on subjects wide ranging. Law (his profession) occasionally finds it's way into the Fool, though it receives more focus at his legal blog, Declarations and Exclusions. He shines in his assessments of Poetry and Literature, and often adds his voice to the political debate. I, for better or worse, took the bait and began to actually post to Futurballa.
Today, this fine Fool, shares some of his disgust with the state of Politics in America. He and I are often at opposite ends of the political discussion, but his constant emphasis on civility in all arenas is always refreshing. Chum George may be a bit of an anachronism in this area, but what a better world it would be if we all were.
To coin a phrase, read the whole thing here.