by Michael Liss

Eight years ago, in May of 2018, motivated by a series of discussions with my then-graduating son, I wrote a piece for 3 Quarks Daily titled “The Graduate Schools His Father.”
Then, chaos descended upon the land. Trump, Biden, Trump. Wars, pestilence, theological disputes, DOGE, gigantic icebergs of cash floating away from the mother ship. Economic upheavals, mass firings/ritual sacrifices of entire Departments, even the slaying of the first-born East Wing (it’s being replaced, you might have heard).
Also, Deals, many Deals. So many, you will lose count of them (that’s by design, by the way). Just this past week, the President has concluded his summit with Chinese leader Xi Jinping. A veritable master class—it may be the greatest set of Deals in the history of Deal-making—a diplomatic coup eclipsing the Congress of Vienna.
Eight years is a long time for a fire-alarm to go off, especially when it is the 24/7 model with the flashing kaleidoscopic lights. Yet, especially if you are a parent, the time goes by in an instant, and suddenly they are adults.
I decided to revisit what I had written in May of 2018 and what he had said. How much did the world change in eight years, and how did the country react to it? I armed myself with numbers from a recent CNN-SSRS poll that contained current results along with historical data.
To start with, in what world were we living, in May of 2018? Read more »













Michelle Lougee, Cecily Miller. Magazine Beach Tapestry, 2022.
Justice Clarence Thomas recently gave a speech at the University of Texas on the Declaration of Independence in anticipation of its 250th anniversary this coming July. In giving his take on the Declaration and its ties to the Constitution, Thomas interspersed autobiographical details with commentary on what he perceives to be America’s moral failures to live up to the Declaration. Thomas attributed these failures to what he called “progressivism.”
Before I launch into any critique of the phone, I should confess that I am not immune to its seductive qualities. I am not writing from a mountain, purified by silence, looking down at the scrolling masses. Like almost everyone else, I spend too much time on my phone. I reach for it when I am bored, when I am anxious, when I am tired, when I have two minutes between tasks, and the list goes on and on. I have checked it without wanting anything from it. I have opened one app, closed it, opened another, returned to the first, and emerged several minutes later with nothing gained but a vague sense of …something so amorphous that I can’t even begin to find the words to describe it.

