Brooks wrote yesterday the me-me-me selfishness, the occasional presumption that humanity exists to serve Team Clinton.
Everyday my father used to wake me up saying "Levez- vous Monsieur le Vicomte car vous avez de grands services a rendre a l'humanite" probably from Saint-Simon. And I have been trying. But now a middle aged man I wonder - is there such a thing - humanity?
wherever and whatever you are....
