Dear President Trump, I couldn't go to church this morning because I had to come to San Diego to give a presentation tomorrow. I've found myself kind of restless and unsettled all day, probably in part because of the talk tomorrow and not feeling quite solid about it yet, but also I think, because I … Continue reading Amazonian moths
Month: May 2017
I’m nervous about your speech tomorrow
Dear President Trump, How's it going? Are you nervous about your speech tomorrow? I'm nervous about your speech tomorrow. What you say, the tone you use, how well prepared you seem are all going to be parsed by so many people with so many different agendas it is mind boggling and pretty scary. In my … Continue reading I’m nervous about your speech tomorrow
Presidential or Preening?
Dear President Trump, I wish I could feel something other than dread and anticipatory embarrassment (a feeling I didn't even know was possible until today) about your first trip abroad as president. There are so incredibly many ways you could mess this up. When I heard you are planning to address an assembly in Saudi … Continue reading Presidential or Preening?
LKM for strangers = little periscopes
Dear President Trump, Does it really feel to you like the appointment of a special counsel is a witch hunt or is this more bluster to try and ensure your base stays in your corner? There may be multi-verses where alternate streams of reality play out (maybe, who knows?), but I bet in precious few … Continue reading LKM for strangers = little periscopes
The allure of stories we forget are stories
Dear President Trump, Story telling fascinates me. Who is telling which part of which story to whom? When, where, and how are they choosing to tell it, and most importantly why are they telling it? Is there truth in the story or is it made up out of whole cloth? There are lots of stories … Continue reading The allure of stories we forget are stories
Stupid or traitorous? Both.
Dear President Trump, I didn't mention this when talking about the salutations of these letters to you, but I am also careful never to address you as "Mr. President." That would connote a level of legitimacy I don't believe you have. You do not fully embody the presidency in such a way as to merit … Continue reading Stupid or traitorous? Both.
Praying you somehow find it in you to be noble and brave
Dear President Trump, I've been thinking a lot about the people who voted for you and are still holding strong in their belief in and approval of you. What are you going to tell them, and when? Are you going to claim innocence to the bitter end? I'm worried about them, to some extent for … Continue reading Praying you somehow find it in you to be noble and brave
Making Melania breakfast on Mother’s Day and other tales
Dear President Trump, It's Mother's Day here in the US. You might have missed the memo. I'm not sure but since you were golfing today, almost certainly without Melania, it seems as though you either didn't know or didn't care. But maybe I'm not giving you enough credit. Maybe you and Barron made her her … Continue reading Making Melania breakfast on Mother’s Day and other tales
Pure as the driven (Siberian) snow
Dear President Trump, It's been tempting from day one of your presidency to not address you as "President Trump" and every day I write you, I consider the salutation carefully. I've stuck with "President Trump" out of respect for the office and because I don't want to skirt the reality that you are president; I … Continue reading Pure as the driven (Siberian) snow
Can’t shoot the goose laying them golden eggs
Dear President Trump, This past Tuesday morning, around when you were sorting out which illogical excuse to use to fire Director Comey, I saw a large white work truck topped with a small crane off to the side of the road, broken down waiting to be loaded onto a tow truck. Emblazoned on the side … Continue reading Can’t shoot the goose laying them golden eggs
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