how bad can this get? is not at
all the kind of question to which we want to be waking up every day,
reeling, pondering with frantic anxiety, dread and, all too often, the
very depths of despair, newly established with
enraging multiplicity. so i learn, or try to, like the ever-
swelling multitudes, inhabitants of this earth, past and present, have done,
the ones who remain, who are able to maintain, to take things in
stride with a dignified fight. no retreat nor flight. remaining prone, yet living our best
under such duress.
