Happy 139th birthday, Dame Rebecca West! O to read what you might have had to say about the present lot in the present circs, thinking upon your devastating commination of the Men of Munich in Black Lamb and Grey Falcon... (and especially, perhaps, given that your sister Letty was a Public Health doctor with a senior post in the London County Council).
Otherwise, I feel that even Ginger Rogers might be somewhat lowkey about exhortations about the year reaching the time to
pick itself up, dust itself off, and start all over again. Because it doesn't seem like starting anew, more like one of those board games in which you interminably keep sliding back down the snake to GO.
And
facing the music and dance? I think might instigate a
dancing plague.
Sigh.
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