I had no idea what to say last week, and I find I still have no idea what to say this week. Yes, I have thoughts on the decision this country made. No, I do not know when–or even if–I will write them up in this space. I’m not sure any of it matters.
In such times I retreat to the greats who produced great human art in times that were objectively worse. In his 41st and last symphony, Mozart produced an astonishingly optimistic and universal view which amazes all the more when I consider that he was already well into the health issues that would shortly kill him at the age of 35.
In times like this I have to remind myself that the world persists, that beauty and wonder are still things, and that humanity is still capable of things better than the statement about itself that this country made last week. Yes, I’ll be posting again soon, if not starting tomorrow…but more likely after the coming weekend. Meanwhile, here is Mozart’s Symphony No. 41 in C Major, K. 551, sometimes called the “Jupiter”.
