Just now, I caught sight of my reflection in the ladies'. I look like something that has been dug up from a grave and punched in both eyes long enough ago that it has faded to that slightly reddish look (but the hair is ok!). This is proving to be the worst jetlag recovery week I can recall. I think I need to spend a full day in the mountains in daylight to clear it. My diary says I can do that in....December.
This is broken. Not just that it happened, but the response. Particularly the mocking of compassion. Without a state compelling these things, compassion has to pick up the tab for those who cannot afford it if society is to be a decent place. Charity has historically been a big part of that type of conservatism, I thought. A somewhat redeeming feature of it. This small stater, though, seems to miss out that bit.
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