This will be my last post of 2016, but after a brief hiatus I'll be back on January 16. If our current state of national uncertainty tips further into crisis and I feel I have something to write of use, hiatus or not, I'll hit the keyboard running; those of who you subscribe to the blog will receive any such interim posts automatically.
Socrates is believed to have said, "The misuse of language induces evil in the soul."
Well, I don't believe in "evil" per se, or in the "soul," for that matter. But I do believe in Socrates, and I believe even more in language, and in how language reveals itself—and us—by the manner in which we use or misuse it.
We're almost THERE, after an interminable campaign that feels as if it began in 1920. This has been such a bizarre election, with insanity spewed at us so heavily and steadily that people are literally sick of it.
Coming into the final election stretch—let's pause to celebrate having survived the debates, halleluiah! I don't know about you, but I learned SO much. For instance, the last one taught me something about myself: I am such a nasty woman.