I have been blogging for somewhat more than nine years, during which time I have written a staggering number of words for The Philosopher’s Stone. When I began, I was a youthful seventy-five, recently retired after half a century of teaching. Now I am a mature eighty-four, launching a new career as a Peripatetic Philosopher and wondering whether I will make it to the century mark. Recently, this blog seems to have reached beyond lift-off to a sustainable orbit. The comments section is filled with essay-length contributions even when I am away. I feel like Gene Wilder in Young Frankenstein who, after pounding on the breast of the monster and shooting it with repeated electric shocks, finally cries out exultantly: It’s alive!”
I shall probably write fewer lengthy posts during the time that I am teaching at Columbia, not merely because of the need to prepare but also because the class gives me an opportunity for expression that has for the past decade been provided by this blog.
Not to worry. You cannot keep a garrulous old codger quiet.
Now, anybody have a clue who wrote the anonymous Op Ed?