Dark Times

columbia-jetty-1Because I can’t say it better myself, I give you the words of E.B. White:

As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the scene is not desolate. Hope is the thing that is left to us, in a bad time. I shall get up Sunday morning and wind the clock, as a contribution to order and steadfastness.

Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say, the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society—things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed, sometimes rather suddenly. It is quite obvious that the human race has made a queer mess of life on this planet. But as a people we probably harbor seeds of goodness that have lain for a long time waiting to sprout when the conditions are right. Man’s curiosity, his relentlessness, his inventiveness, his ingenuity have led him into deep trouble. We can only hope that these same traits will enable him to claw his way out.

Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.


5 thoughts on “Dark Times

  1. Eloquent and dignified, thank you. My lovely Dad used to say ‘Hold fast to that which is good’ and as a child I thought it was sort of self-evident, maybe even superfluous, but the crankier I become the more such a simple concept means to me.

  2. Friday, I left town for three days just to get away from disappointing politics, TV, friends and family. Off to the woods, I went. Luckily, hiking and camping in the cold and rain is a great filter for not wanting to see a great many people.

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