As anyone who's ever ridden the Metro in Boston knows, there's a sign on the wall along the blue line route that reads, "Outbound to Wonderland." Must be one helluva train, I thought to myself when I saw it. In that spirit of exploration, this is a blog of short essays on art, literature, law, economics, music, history, international relations, science...and everything else, too.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Homes
Because in my estimation George F. Kennan (Milwaukee native, cold war diplomat, and Pulitzer Prize-winning historian) has said most things better than most of the rest of us will ever say anything, I offer here, on the occasion of Nina's and my re-engagement with Lithuania, a quote from Kennan's incomparable memoirs:
“If Wisconsin, then, was not ‘home,’ what was? Well, there was now Princeton, and the farm in Pennsylvania, and the cottage in Norway. But there was more than that. There were those curious places…where I had felt so overpowering a sense of familiarity as to evoke the mystery of a former life. Home, then, was the whole great arc of the northern and western world, from Moscow across Scandinavia and the British Isles to Wisconsin. One was, in other words, a sort of Nordic cosmopolitan, truly domiciled only in the natural beauty of the seas and countrysides of this northern world; in its seasons and its storms…”
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