Yesterday’s elections made me think of this passage below. Some saw it as a victory. Some saw it as a disaster. I remain hopeful that it will restore balance and accountability.
IT WAS the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Dickens should never be forced off on children in school except for a Christmas Carol. I was forced to read Great Expectations in the 7th grade. I read about the first 8 chapters skipped the next sixty and read the last few then read the Cliff Notes. In the 11th grade I was forced to read A Tale of Two Cities. I managed to read past the opening passage, but thankfully they showed us the movie in class.
It was only last year that I read Oliver Twist and enjoyed it. I saw an adaptation of Great Expectations and it was pretty good. I think South Park’s version of GE was brilliant. So what if it had robot monkeys.
Enough of this digression. What will happen now that Democrats have regained the House remains to be seen.