A few weeks ago, someone in a comment thread mentioned G.K. Chesterton’s Heretics, which I’m finally getting around to reading. Right there at the beginning there was a passage that struck me as worth considering during our post-election wandering in the desert: Neither in the world of politics nor that of literature, then, has the […]
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