People are afraid to talk about politics. I guess I'd always known that; you wonder how much worse things have to get before they start to think that it directly affects them. Everybody has to get home and do something. Big hurry. Can't stop and discuss politics. Have they never read Plato?
Anyway, I'm excited that my cousin is interested in socialism. I sent him Socialist Worker. It would be so awesome if he were actually to come to the conference. But my family (except for Tommy, who's dead) has a phobia about coming into the city. Still, I have to start to think more positively.
I guess I'm going to kick back and dig some Clint Eastwood. Maybe there really are heroes. Giddayup.
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