Apologies
Friends,
Some recent posts here have been especially long — including my three-part “Enshittification of Everything” series, last Monday’s “The Moronic Bullshit of the Third Way,” and yesterday’s “An Open Letter to Scott Bessent.”
They caused a few of you to gently complain that you don’t have the time to pour through my long-windedness.
Others of you have nicely suggested that I post too often — every day, seven days a week, sometimes two times a day. “I can’t keep up!” one of you wrote recently.
I apologize for my verbosity.
I try to keep these posts as short as possible but occasionally feel the need to provide additional evidence or argument or context.
And I cop a plea to posting at least seven days a week, sometimes even more often.
My excuse is we’re at such a dangerous point in the history of America and the world that I want to get you the facts, arguments, and analyses you need to take an active role in the resistance, and then in the rebuilding to follow.
That “active” role can be no more than talking to your friends and fortifying them — so that when they talk to their friends, they also have the facts, arguments, and analyses they need. Or it can be protecting the vulnerable in your communities. Or organizing and mobilizing to get out the vote November 3.
I also want to frame what’s happening — giving you a larger context and meaning.
In other words, I write so much because the stakes are so damn high. (I also try to break up the heavy stuff with occasional lighter offerings, such as my recent essay on Boomers, Saturday’s coffee klatch, and Sunday’s caption contest, on the theory that a spoonful of sugar helps even the bitterest medicine go down.)
But mostly, I write as much as I do because I believe in you. I believe in your values. In your thoughtfulness. In your determination to leave this nation and this world a better place.
And I’m immensely grateful to you for becoming part of this community, for sharing these posts, for adding your thoughtful comments, and for whatever support you can provide.
My only real worry is that I’m overloading you and over-filling your inbox. For which I do apologize.
— Robert Reich
When you write about systems it won't usually fit on one 8.5" x 11" Reaganite piece of paper.
As a nation, we desperately need to know, think, and talk about systems.
I an always grateful to read your work, which I have always found appropriately long for its weight. You've got balance, man.
No apologies needed, Professor as the vast majority of your readers simply cannot get enough! For my lazy part I try and lead Trump supporters to LeavingMAGA.org instead of trying to inform them myself since they are nuts or worse.