Somehow, I manage to be simultaneously a bit of a Pollyanna and a bitter realist. One might call the philosophy that has allowed me to keep my equanimity around the election “Disaster Zen.” What is behind my adoption of Disaster Zen? Literature, of course.
I’m fearful, by constitution, and so it might seem strange that the most crucial literary moments of my youth—the books that made me into a reader—center on disaster.
I explain the philosophy that’s keeping me balanced this election season.