It’s like the old saying goes: you can’t be neutral on a moving train.
Or, if you prefer the metaphor of the moving sidewalk at the airport, fine, go with that. The same principle applies.
You can stand there, exerting no energy and making no effort to go forward. But you will end up wherever the sidewalk seeks to take you, all the same.
Only if you turn and walk actively in the other direction, pushing against the force of the sidewalk, might you avoid that place.
So whether it’s the B and C concourses at the Detroit airport or the death of democracy, if you don’t want to go there, you’d best be prepared to make a decision once the ground starts moving.
It’s like the old saying goes: you can’t be neutral on a moving train
And when it comes to America, the ground is moving. It’s been moving for a while now.
Your refusal to acknowledge it doesn’t stop the ride.
I prefer not to acknowledge that I’m getting older or the aches and pains that verify, brutally, that fact. But the clock hasn’t stopped. And neither…
