Footnotes to Plato from the foothills of the Superstition Mountains

Political and Anti-Left Linkage

As the West slides into the dustbin of history, the philosopher's pleasures are of the owlish sort.  The owl of Minerva spreads her wings at dusk, to survey the scene of strife, with an equanimity born of distance, as befits a spectator of all time and existence.


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