So all we have to do is wait patiently until the unwashed drunk sobers up and heals himself, and then will either support the painfully faithful, or at least abandon the corrupt. Then the minority will again become the majority, and the suspended path of history will flow back to its rightful course.
“Or rather its rightful trough,” Jo Harper would probably add. But his book
Our Man in Warszawa: How the West Misread Poland, which has just been published in English by the Central European University Press, is not built on “a plague on both your houses” schadenfreude – although there are disturbingly many such elements in it.