Maybe I should stop on my way to or from USC and ask for a reading: I find (as, I'm sure, do half the country) that I wake up at 3 a.m. (assuming that I've been able to sleep, in the first place), thinking - what next, what next, what next? This regime's incessant battering of seemingly everything I value in this country is exhausting, infuriating, and doubtless it's meant to make us feel like that, so that we shut ourselves down so as not to engage any more. Well, no.
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