Happy 2020. If ever a year existed in which those who possess vision in this nation shall rally to rescue it from the willfully blind whose captaincy threatens to scuttle our ship of state on the reef, then let it be this year. The calendar even provides an extra day on which we may perform such repairs.
For me, 2019 was a year, professionally, in which an incredibly interesting possibility began to appear on the horizon, which is fortuitous for it was also the year in which a betrayal that my DNA prevents me from either forgiving or forgetting manifested itself. Me? I am pissed off but, fear not, I shall be fine.
Betrayal serves a purpose. In my case, it reminded me of the chasm that separates words from actions. Having spent my professional life in the practice of law and, therefore, in the company of lawyers, I am embarrassed to admit that I had deluded myself into believing that the chasm would never harm me, as if I had been inoculated against its harmful properties.
Lesson learned, life. Lesson learned.
-AK
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