Political Brief: The end of the first 100 days

Plus: the American Families Plan and the climate change summit

Dear Friends,

I thought I’d share a Christian Wiman poem this week.

“All My Friends Are Finding New Beliefs”

All my friends are finding new beliefs.

This one converts to Catholicism and this one to trees.

In a highly literary and hitherto religiously-indifferent Jew

God whomps on like a genetic generator.

Paleo, Keto, Zone, South Beach, Bourbon.

Ex…