Dear President Trump, This morning we did some de-cluttering. Laura says she just wants to do it now and again because it needs to be done (which is true), but I think she really enjoys it (which is fine). The stacks of books and papers on the dining room table are now smaller and more … Continue reading May we make peace to honor those we love
Month: September 2018
Reality is a hard place to live
Dear President Trump, On the way home from church today there was huge cloud formation that looked just like a person lying on their back. The head was to the South, the arms angled out to the sides, and the legs pointed North. I was on the freeway so I could only take quick little … Continue reading Reality is a hard place to live
The finite nature of nature’s capacity
Dear President Trump, I just checked your schedule for today and it looks like you took this Labor Day off. Don’t presidents usually do some pro-labor sort of thing on Labor Day? I just Googled “President Obama Labor Day” and found a slew of recordings of Labor Day addresses he gave over the years. Hmm. … Continue reading The finite nature of nature’s capacity
Political trash and literal trash
Dear President Trump, Lately, I’ve been noticing that in addition to feeling as though overt racism is acceptable again, many of us seem to have decided to go back to the good ol’ days when no one gave a second thought to throwing trash out of car windows. It’s as though we need our physical … Continue reading Political trash and literal trash
“Jagged edges”
Dear President Trump, The sermon on Sunday was delivered by one of our associate ministers, a woman in her late 60s or early 70s who went to divinity school just a few years ago after her husband died. The title of her sermon was “Fully Human: Our Jagged Edges.” The premise of the message was … Continue reading “Jagged edges”
The phantom NYT OpEd writer needs to step up
Dear President Trump, I’m reading a YA novel by Angie Thomas called “The Hate U Give.” The meaning behind the title hasn’t been revealed yet, but it sure looks like a karma sort of thing along the lines of ‘the hate you give will come back on you at some point.’ You are certainly getting … Continue reading The phantom NYT OpEd writer needs to step up
We have to show up
Dear President Trump, I once knew someone who had the habit of suddenly falling asleep whenever she was asked a challenging question. It was pretty amazing to watch this primitive avoidance behavior happen. It was like clockwork; challenge => eyes closed and snoring. When I saw that you flippantly told reporters you fell asleep watching … Continue reading We have to show up
Naomi and Serena
Dear President Trump, It’s been one of those on the edge of tears days and I just decided to go with it. I played melancholy music while I cooked dinner from the recipe book our brother-in-law (BIL) gave us years ago. I don’t know whether you find this to be the case with your parents … Continue reading Naomi and Serena
Wonder Woman and Super Girl
Dear President Trump, Today I saw both Wonder Woman and Super Girl. Really. I’ll tell you about both sightings in a sec, but first want to call out how cool it is that this happened the day after Serena Williams and Naomi Osaka took their own mantels of Wonder Woman and Super Girl, respectively. There … Continue reading Wonder Woman and Super Girl
Super Girl and Wonder Woman
Dear President Trump, The universe seems to want me to keep this string of Wonder Woman and Super Girl letters going since they keep appearing before me (too bad I can’t draw). Today’s Super Girl is named Kaylee Foster and she’s a white girl from Ocean Springs, Mississippi. Foster is a high school senior and … Continue reading Super Girl and Wonder Woman
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