Wonderful Measures

The uncertainty is something I may never get used to. In a domestic and familiar sense, I'm at peace with it. One has to be, to truly embrace life and all its implications. But from a political and social perspective, the exercise of power and its subsequent intrusion into the minutiae of daily life will never feel normal.

It should never feel normal, because instinctively, we all recognise the breach of trust, the break with reason and the abuse of power. The theatre and absurdity of so much of it will overshadow the suffering and torment that it leaves in its wake. I'm not one to wave a placard, but I can empathize with those who are ready to.

There is so much of this that can never sit right with me, but the mechanisms and machinations seem so overwhelming, so immense, that all we have left sometimes is prayer. Prayer and trust.

Then if course, I have to wonder if it isn't a good thing to suffer such, if it drives me to such wonderful measures.