Time waits for no man.
We find some variation of this proverb in literature scattered across the centuries. The earliest variation is attributed to St. Marher in 1225. “And te tide and te time þat tu iboren were, schal beon iblescet“, he wrote.
And it’s unquestioningly true.
We celebrated my daughter’s tenth birthday over the weekend. Here she is crafting decorations for her party:
Two of her friends came over to celebrate with her. Madison called it a “sleepover”. But I think that’s a misnomer. I’m not sure those girls did much sleeping. I think they sat up talking about 10-year old girl stuff into the wee hours of the night.
To her, that’s just what you do when you turn 10 years old. But to her father… it’s not so normal.
Because I remember when this young lady first arrived. Indeed, I delivered her myself in the room adjacent to where she is sitting in the image above.
Alas, time waits for no man.
But like a DEI-approved hire, I suppose time doesn’t discriminate. In just the same way, it waits for no economic era. And that brings us back to our running thesis: America’s Great Reorganization…
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