It takes a conscious effort to keep yourself from falling into the fifth-generation war machine that is meant to influence thoughts and behavior. That effort is daily journaling.
I began a daily journal on March 15, 2020, when everything solid turned liquid. I had just written a letter to Bishop Burns of Dallas, begging him, for pity’s sake, not to close the churches like Boston and Newark had done. I naïvely hoped such foolishness would never take hold in Texas. So, my journal is, at least, a record of what we were like before our credulity and goodwill were abused.
