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This morning I've been reading "The Raft Is Not the Shore," a set of conversations from the 60s between Daniel Berrigan and Thich Nhat Hanh. And I read David Brooks' column "Is the United States on the path to ruin?" Together they left me with the feeling I often had back in the 60s: Looking out toward a bleak future, with only broken stones left behind. Then I was reviewing images and this one seemed singularly appropriate for this moment, as we approach political conventions which promise us little to look forward to. Maybe "tomorrow" will feel better . . .