I am all over the map these days–geographically, with far more airport time than I prefer–and scattered, too, in my poor abilities to draw a bead on a target for my time and energy. There are so many global-issue writing targets worth aiming at. I feel the confusion of a hunter confronted not with too few quail but way too many so that singling out an individual in his sights is impossible. The bad news is traveling in dense flocks these days. I am …

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