This past week has been surreal, watching the unmitigated flare of war and death far away, while experiencing the joy of caring for two young pups here at home.
I know enough of history to watch with dread, mesmerized by seeing the West make the mistakes of 1938 in a situation that, from Russia, must in some ways more closely resemble the tensions of 191…
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