The Banality of Evil
As the name suggests, it’s the job of the patient to be patient. “Tonight was the best I’ve felt in over a year,” the poet who lost an eye to cancer posted on Facebook. “For a few hours I didn’t think about cancer or doctors and actually laughed.” One afternoon, while waiting outside the hospital for a ride after receiving radiation, I heard what sounded like a shriek of laughter overhead. Looking up, I saw about the last thing I expected to see – an osprey passing over downtown buildings with unhurried flaps of its powerful wings, a struggling fish clutched in its talons. I just shook my head. Of all the philosophers, only Hannah Arendt demonstrated the unfailing will to tell the truth, however indecent.
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