From a New York Time guest essay by Norman Lear headlined “On My 100th Birthday, Reflections on Archie Bunker and Donald Trump”:

Well, I made it. I am 100 years old today. I wake up every morning grateful to be alive.

Reaching my own personal centennial is cause for a bit of reflection on my first century — and on what the next century will bring for the people and country I love. To be honest, I’m a bit worried that I may be in better shape than our democracy is.