“Great Valentine’s movie,” my husband said with a grin.
On a darkish screen, Americans skewered one another. One soldier’s booted foot submerged another’s head into a muddy puddle deep enough to drown.
I had a little trouble keeping up with who was who.
I dozed off during some of the film’s middle action.
What was my main take away after Abe was shot in Ford’s theater?
The President was portrayed as maintaining a sense of otherworldly calm. Throughout the film it seemed somebody was constantly needling or screaming at the man–including his wife.
While Congress held a vote on the Thirteenth Amendment, the Gallery was an angry circus.
The film cut to Lincoln who was sitting in a rocking chair at the White House, quietly examining a book with his son on his lap.
…
Where does such courage and peace come from?
I keep reading a similar message in dissimilar places:
You don’t need to know the outcome.
You just need to know the next step.
Is that how Lincoln remained the quiet eye amidst the storm?
By living one moment at a time?
There was no "Calm App"
He was harassed by the media even more than Trump I think!