This a strange time politically. It feels oddly unsettled, fractured, uncertain. The report of a second meeting with Don Jr., this one with representatives of countries other than Russia, gives the feeling of an investigation that is metastasizing. Recent Democratic Party primaries suggest that at the moment the party is moving to the left, which I welcome, despite the risk it poses in the November elections. Inasmuch as turnout is everything in the midterms, this may be a conjuncture when the left can make real gains.
Meanwhile, as I prepare for my last Plato class, I am struck again and again by how extraordinary it is that the Gorgias, one of the most topically current of Plato’s dialogues, was written two thousand four hundred years ago.
As soon as the course is ended, I must prepare my Marx lecture for Brussels [or actually Gent – the location has been moved.] Like Gorgias himself, I will travel to any city state where there are a few gathered to hear me orate.