Ronald Reagan, RIP
There are times when words fail me.
When one becomes a blogger, it is in part for moments like this. I would love to make an eloquent post eulogizing this man who has meant so very much to me in the formation of my political identity. Anything I could say, however, would be woefully inadequate. Perhaps in days to come I will have something more compelling to say about Mr. Reagan's passing, but in the meantime, I seem to be able to do little more than sit in front of the TV and cry.
Because of the insidious nature of his disease, the process of losing the president was a gradual one. I had no idea that it would hurt this much when it finally, inevitably, happened. But it does.
I just saw our current president on TV, speaking live from Paris. Few would argue that our current president has modeled himself, successfully or otherwise, more after the pattern of Ronald Reagan than after his own father. That is a singular, striking fact, and I think it says it all.
More later, I'm sure.