August 24, 2002

I'm sick of cynicism. And I tire easily of contemporary arguments btwn Republicans and Damnocrats, and I'm a little tired of the bishops/scandal stuff, although I recognize its importance.

This is a prelude to saying how sad I am to have come to the end of McCullough's "John Adams". How refereshing it is to read something that, although not haiography, is at least respectful of the subject. I so long to read about heroes instead of our current crop of spineless leaders, from Cardinal Law to Bill Clinton. For some of the same reasons I loved James Robertson's bio of Stonewall Jackson.

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