Israel is currently striking military and nuclear facilities in Iran. The Marines are deployed to Los Angeles. Protesters were out on the streets in a “No Kings” demonstration this afternoon over Donald Trump’s immigration policies, as well as various and sundry other outrages. In the northwest suburbs of Minneapolis, a man dressed as a cop shot two Democratic lawmakers and their spouses, killing the DFL speaker of the House and her husband in a barbarous (and politically motivated) atrocity.
It feels like the world is a much more dangerous place this weekend than it has been in the past, both domestically and globally. Scarier, at the very least. So for a moment I want to set all of those troubles aside and write about a man whose own troubled genius swept all other considerations and fears away in a torrent of beauty. I want to talk about what Brian Wilson and the Beach Boys gave to the world, and to me.
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