Now Atlas shrugs a fair set of shoulders

Have you ever held out hope,

this year, that Mitt Romney's

party's frenzy to circumvent

the voting rights of the young,

the hispanic, the african-amer-

ican, the white with a bacca-

laureate and, for all we know,

the female, the fecund, the

pansy, cummerbunned, the old,

the cold, the innocently punned,

could leave them then Apollo 

to confront, the figure the

Right supposes has so kept it

at the front, but not to melt?

If the people of the United States

were invited, as the First Lady

does invite us, to conceive of the

election as a referendum on the

human right of voting for one's

government, what is the chance that

the whirlwind they have sown would

not be reaped in freckles, scarcely

countable?

And why not? We keep hearing demands

of the fashionable, to discuss pol-

icy instead of politics, but why now

leave it to the gods to speak to the

chic, of nothing ever grander than the

equal right to have a say in the sur-

render of one's power to the state?

v  Valéry Lorenzo

    Note photographique

    September 23, 2012