The poem, 'To The Republic', in the Apr.24,2006 issue of The New Yorker was not only a perfect statement, but almost the saddest I have ever read. To think this group in power has shamed the the heroes that have gone before is beyond belief. Thanks to Frank Bidart for this wonderful poem.
To The Dead
What I hope (when I hope) is that we'll see each other again,--
. . . and again reach the VEIN
in which we loved each other . . It existed. It existed.