In this time of ideological turmoil at PHC, I am curiously pressed to read as many different accounts of events as possible, and to call all my friends to talk matters over. Hypotheses are forming in my mind, but I don't want to put them together yet in writing. Hasty judgments are worse than none.
I love PHC. Or to be more precise, I love that PHC is trying to find truth. Up to this time, it hasn't yet found the one best way of doing things. I'm not sure that such a way exists, or, if it does, that we can achieve it on Earth. We can only do the best we can, ever reaching toward it. In the process, conflict occurs. We're sinful human beings. I never expected anything else.