James Howard Kunstler, traveling abroad, managed on Monday only a feeble notice that his weekly blog (which I shall euphemistically call “CFN”) would be delayed. It came on Tuesday, bearing the unpromising caption “Jet-Lagged and Ragged.”

I glanced, my jaw dropped, I thought I’d marked it for returning later, but I forgot it for a bit.

I wish Kunstler, a man in the prime of life (i.e., about my age) no health-endangering problems, but if this is how he writes jet-lagged and ragged, I’ll gladly glean the fruits of his ill-health: Continue reading “Notes from a place worth caring about” →