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I am reading a book about Stalin I found on my son's great-grandfather's bookshelf. It is inscribed on the inside of the hard-bound cover on Christmas 1991 to my son's great-grandfather by my wife's uncle, the judge. Stalin was a short man with a gimpy arm who liked to make catechistic pronouncements. He strikes me as far luckier than intelligent but smart enough to always be bold. That boldness of spirit got him through. It doesn't seem to me to be a case of unswerving self-belief or some assured sense of destiny that makes leaders leaders. Just that bit of good fortune coinciding with the will to go out. As opposed to in. As Buckminster Fuller apparently proposed.

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