Hear the language of the prairie wind. The muffled groan of a forgotten and rusted windmill. The taut, thin cry of a young hawk at a thousand feet poised on invisible thermal crests. The worried whispers of hundreds of millions of stalks of corn, ear to fat ear, leaf on leaf. It all says more in ten minutes about beginnings and endings, about hopes and disappointments than Ronald Reagan and Walter Mondale have said in a year—a loud, loud year.
Angry shouts from Washington and Moscow, arguments between Republicans and Democrats, thunderous political conventions, ear-splitting Olympic extravaganzas, mines and missile...
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