To: The Wrecking Ball This morning our good friend sent me of Maggie Smith’s wonderful, hard, sobering poem “Good Bones” in response to yesterday’s letter. Here’s a link to the poem on her blog: http://waxwingmag.org/items/Issue9/28_Smith-Good-Bones.php. I’m 99% sure I’ve told you about this poem before, but it was a long time ago so I’ll remind … Continue reading Maybe the bones aren’t so good after all
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Laughing Buddha’s travels
To: The Chief Gaslighter It’s been a while, for sure, so it’s super unlikely that you’d remember that in addition to ceramic Cranky Buddha Baby, plastic Green Glow in the Dark Buddha, and inherited Ivory (sadly) Buddha, we have wooden “Laughing Buddha.” Laughing Buddha stands about 12 inches tall from his toes to his outstretched … Continue reading Laughing Buddha’s travels
Calling all righteous, courageous mere mortals
To: Our Foremost Death-Dealing Nihilistic Monster I just met Priya, the Indian Brown girl superhero whose companion is a flying tiger named Sahas, which means courage in Hindi. Apparently I needed a good mid-week verklempt because it hit within the a minute of starting to read this WP article about the latest edition of the … Continue reading Calling all righteous, courageous mere mortals
Here we all are. Still.
To: Psychopath President The last couple of weeks I’ve been seeing fewer and fewer antiracism signs in people’s yards and windows. On the block just south of us that I take most mornings when I head out for my walks it was especially noticeable how many fewer such signs there were. I found myself bracing … Continue reading Here we all are. Still.
A Thanksgiving acrostic
To: The One Who Is Finally Inching Closer To Accepting His Reality For some reason our wifi isn’t cooperating so I can’t open the WP article about how you’ve finally (finally) said that if the Electoral College vote goes for Biden (what planet are you on that there’s an if here?), you’ll deign to leave … Continue reading A Thanksgiving acrostic
My terrible typo and some happy headlines
To: The Subpar Bogey Man Before I launch into today’s letter for real, I need to tell you that a friend pointed out my terrible typo yesterday granting you another month in office. OMG – that was a big biff. To set the record straight – I know perfectly well that inauguration day is January … Continue reading My terrible typo and some happy headlines
No free passes for past bad actors
To: The Whiny Loser I’m sure it’s just a matter of time before my shoulders are up around my ears again, but so far this morning they and I have been pretty chill, there’s even been some happy tears. Why, you don’t ask? Well, seeing the upper “front” page of the WP announcing all the … Continue reading No free passes for past bad actors
Listen to the sparrow (or the sorrow)
To: The POTUS with the Most-us to Lose This morning we did our usual Saturday dog-walk outing a couple of miles north of our house in an area we call Swale Land. On the way there we were at a stoplight and got to see a painted-up car driving east. It was super colorful and … Continue reading Listen to the sparrow (or the sorrow)
Resentments or gratitude ~ choose wisely
To: The Resentful Angry (would-be) Tyrant (aka The RAT) After reading that you’re being evasive about whether you’ll attend the virtual G20 this weekend I really wanted to use the word “slacker” in the salutation today but decided to go with something that can be shortened to a punchy acronym instead. I figure that the … Continue reading Resentments or gratitude ~ choose wisely
Why him?
To: The Handy Dandy Tool Yesterday I, along with countless far better informed and more articulate journalists, wondered aloud whether all the signs and portents emanating (spewing, really) from your administration and the GOP power-pack indicate that a coup is neigh. Indeed, for all the world it looks as though you all have pushed and … Continue reading Why him?
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