January 20, 2021
Writing faster on this book than on any other before, finding new material just as the old seems to be coming to an end. Hope I’m not deceiving myself. Preserving and valorizing whole passages of my youth.
Biden and Harris inaugurated without the threatened violence, so far as the media have revealed. I had been hiking in Bent Creek, and turned the radio on in time to hear most of the ceremony. Moving. I tried to sing along with Garth Brooks, but I was sobbing too hard. I pity those for whom this afternoon is not a bad dream ended, a violence stopped just at the instant of no turning back. For those still gnawing the rinds of malice and delusion, I don’t know what to do.
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