The world is too much with us - William Wordsworth
If asked what I miss most about my youth my response is the optimism. It’s easy to be unwaveringly upbeat before life and experience have beaten you down repeatedly. Life’s successes,victories, achievements and joys are tempered by disappointments, defeats, heartbreaks and losses. It’s a rare individual that arrives at their septuagenarian years without some degree of cynicism and some loss of optimism.
Before you know it it’s the autumn of your life.
Optimism alludes us when our time allotment is running out and days and opportunities are limited. And then along comes a Charlie Kirk. He was the epitome of optimistic: an intelligent, fearless, charismatic man who would take on all comers willing to participate in civil discourse. He routinely beat the left ideologues, who couldn’t win an argument in an empty room, with rationality, logic and good humor while they resorted to canned responses and ad hominem attacks.
Thank you Charlie, for restoring my faith in the upcoming generations and returning optimism to this world weary soul and many like me.
Rest well good and faithful servant, we’ll take it from here.