Weekend Update: Old Man
I had the most awful sensation the other night, but I think that I ought to get used to it. I was, it seemed — I am — just another craggy, middle-aged man with a lot of strong opinions. I can argue the opinions well enough, but, let’s face it, who cares? And who doesn’t wish that, regardless of the evident world-historical acuity of my pronouncements, I’d just shut up? I’m another one of those bearded autodidacts who make it impossible for this country to settle down.
Seeing myself as just another guy with “brains” was truly unpleasant. And that, I guess, is the beginning of another conversation.