The clouds are heavy, perhaps fecund. They no more threaten
than a teenage mother. More, they loom complacently and
full. They brood over the landscape like office clerks brood
over fingernails.
"The nature of a free society is that it will always be the locus of a struggle between higher and lower forms of freedom. Neither side can abolish the other, but the line can be moved, never definitively but at least for some people for some time, one way or another." - Charles Taylor, 1991
The clouds are heavy, perhaps fecund. They no more threaten
than a teenage mother. More, they loom complacently and
full. They brood over the landscape like office clerks brood
over fingernails.
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