An election unlike any we have known—and hopefully unlike any we will ever know again—is finally upon us.
Readers of this space know in no uncertain terms where I stand. I recognize Hillary Clinton’s flaws but I think she is cut out to be an excellent president. I recognize Donald Trump’s flaws and I think he is not.
Whatever happens, let us all find a way to take a deep breath and do our best to accept each other as we are, to debate in civil terms, and to push forward with our lives, setting good examples for our children.
I find the words of John Donne particularly apt today, and I share his most famous poem in its brief entirety with you here.
“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.”
As for last week, we saw some convertible action that was a strange mix of surprising, scary, and encouraging. Read on for the details.
(This is the cover letter for the subscription-based weekly Hillside's Hybrid Vigor newsletter. For a complete copy, please contact John Anderson at + 1 (646) 712-9289 x 107).