All we are saying,

I don’t know why it hit me this year, rather than the past couple of years, but hit me it did. All through the Christmas season, every time I heard John and Yoko’s “Happy Xmas (War is Over)” I got a little choked up at the thought that, in fact, war was not over, that once again we were teetering on the edge of where we were thirty years ago and more. Divisiveness, polarization, protests, and death.

Then last night we were watching a bit of Wim Wenders’s “Wings of Desire,” in which his Homer asks, “What is wrong with peace that its inspiration doesn’t endure?”

War is over, if you want it.