The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
<p>One hundred years ago, William Butler Yeats wrote the poem “The Second Coming.” Much was happening in the world when he wrote it. The First World War just ended. The Spanish Flu pandemic had killed millions and almost killed his wife. Yeats looked at the world and saw not hope but despair.</p>
<p>The poem feels as relevant as <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Second_Coming_(poem)" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">ever now</a>. The world feels in disarray. Climate change is here with no end in sight. We’ve just gone through our own pandemic which has killed millions. The rise of <a href="https://madrascourier.com/opinion/the-global-rise-of-fascism-in-the-21st-century/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">right-wing fascism</a> and the fall of democracies is everywhere.</p>
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