So... here we are... almost 2015.
We will not recount the many failings of 2014, other than to say that there were many and they were failings.
No, we are now looking ahead on the Mojowire. The podcast will be launched this year. We are aiming for March at the latest. Also, look for more frequent updating from the editors and some occasional guest spots from some friends of the blog.
The next two years promise to be extraordinary with all the promise and ominous overtones such an admittedly vague prediction portends. And we here, at the 'wire, have made a promise to each other and to our legions of faithful 'wireheads that we will be here to bear witness to it all.
In The Tempest by William Shakespeare, Act II, scene i, the character of Antonio utters the phrase “what's past is prologue." That phrase also adorns the façade of the National Archives in Washington, D.C. It acknowledges that our past holds important clues to our present and future.
Perhaps not in the Shakespearean sense of rationalizing fate and murder, as in Antonio's case from The Tempest, but it tells us that we are never very far from our past. And in fact, that may be nowhere as true than in the seething cauldron of weirdness that is our national politics.
Like Antonio to Sebastian, I do feel like we have been lead -- or are leading ourselves -- to a defining moment for the Republic and that the moment may well be nigh.
The genius of our way of goverment has been the elasticity of our institutions. Some have seen it as a bug, but it really is a feature. It enables an otherwise inefficient, cumbersome and -- at times -- opaque form government to have some flexibility in dealing with a rapidly changing world.
But it feels like the built-in stress points are being stretched beyond the manufacturers recommended load values. The conventional wisdom we engaged to judge how welll our government and society is functioning suddenly seems no longer conventional, nor wise.
We are building to a moment, and it feels, to me at any rate, that we are speeding headlong to a destination, of which we have little knowledge, much less any collective control of.
And, simply, it would be a shame if we here at the mojowire just let the moment pass without trying to get a few cracks at the ball, ourselves.
I make no promises save one: we will call it as we see it, even when we disagree with each other, and we will pull no punches and try to speak the truth as well as we know how.
So in the famous words of our previous radio show: Stand by to stand by while we get ready to pull the pin on this thing...