The world of Mike Lawler is, in the end, a shallow pond, filled with muck. We can only spend so much time here. Time to move on.

The archives live on for those who dare, who might care, who pay no fare, who aren’t aware. We might dip our toe back in for the election, to hopefully drain this thing for good.

May we all seek — and find — more joyful notes in the new year. Be well.