Eve of an election, edge of the 1916 centenary
We are on the eve of a General Election and halfway through the first month of the 1916 centenary. Do we have special hopes for this special year 2016?
My hunch is that our hopes are mostly personal: loving, being loved, making a living, birth and death.
But we are not blind to the public sphere. Indeed I detect a tension in the body politic, as if we were troops waiting to go over the top.