Including Religion, since most anything one likes can be subsumed under the rubric of 'Philosophy'
A dialogue on compassion between a friend and I. Edited to make me look better. And him worse.
1988 was the year I quit the Republican Party.
On a nice spring/summer day, we walked to the Rockville City Hall and I changed my registration from Republican to Independent. (And the rest, as they say, is history.)P.S. Attached is a photo of yours truly meeting William F. Buckley Jr. at Gonzaga University in 1962. Notice the priest is watching me suspiciously -- even though I was a good conservative then, maybe the priest smelled a whiff of heresy? (Priests seem to be good a finding heretics.)
You should have stayed, and fixed the GOP