Over at NRO, Jim Geraghty has a piece that is in some ways about historiography, both collective and personal. He quotes a former SUNY-Stony Brook prof named Noah Smith:
You can look at American history and find tons of atrocities. Slavery. Native American ethnic cleansing. Jim Crow. Chinese Exclusion Act. But you can also find plenty of the opposite. Abolitionism. Civil Rights. Reparations for Japanese-American internment victims. Which of these is the “real America”? Which strand of American history represents the true, essential character of the nation? That is a matter of interpretation, and narrative. To a certain extent, we choose in the present which of these narratives to embrace.
But while that’s an interesting and worthwhile topic, that’s not my QotD. That comes later:
The very nature of love is that we look beyond the flaws. This is how we love everything else in life — our spouses, our parents, our children, our friends, and our community. Nothing human in this world is perfect; so love means accepting human frailty and fallibility.
These days, we live in a culture where we’re (on the right and left) too eager to shun, boycott, pillory, or otherwise ostracize people for what we see as their flaws. That makes now a particularly apt time to keep Geraghty’s words in mind, but it seems like something worth remembering in general.