In recent days, in the UK, there has been much debate around democracy. In truth, who among us can remember when things were any different?
And yet, no one measures the weightiness of democracy in kilograms per cubic metre; nor its advance, or demise, in metres per second squared. No one assesses how precious it is in carats. By any such standards of international agreement, democracy does not exist. And yet, we are unable to let go of democracy, as the thing we define ourselves for, or against.
And so it is with heaven.