Dear President Trump, Yesterday after reading the rough transcript of your call with Zelensky, the whistleblower’s report (“report” seems like the most appropriate noun to use now), and trying to learn more about that odd sentence regarding Zelensky needing to make a deal with Putin before he would get his WH invitation, I made a … Continue reading Shoring up with ‘Good News’
Positives
“Oh happy day”! Finally.
Dear President Trump, Ever since Laura told me she saw an announcement on Twitter that the House Democrats are meeting today at 4pm EST to discuss whether they’ll bring articles of impeachment against you I’ve had the beginning of Edwin Hawkins’ “Oh Happy Day” song stuck in my head. Well, really I’m singing a modified … Continue reading “Oh happy day”! Finally.
Shifting the baseline towards love
Dear President Trump, Yesterday when I was mentally formulating my letter to you I kept thinking that the “shrinking baseline syndrome” was the “shifting baseline syndrome” – not that far off, but not quite right, either. When I was in “shifting baseline” mode, though, I found myself toggling between the frightening shifts in ethics and … Continue reading Shifting the baseline towards love
Susurrations and shrinking baselines
Dear President Trump, Susurration is such a wonderful word. If you don’t know what it means, you stable genius you, you might be able to figure it out if you say it aloud because it’s an onomatopoeia. And in case you also don’t know what an onomatopoeia is, it’s a word that was formed from … Continue reading Susurrations and shrinking baselines
She’s not a corrupt monster so she has that going for her
Dear President Trump, For the first time in a long time things felt light enough around here last night that Laura played me some new music she thought I’d like (which I did). We also looked at pictures of the very cute long-haired Dachshund named Buddy Schweitz on Twitter (our Dachshund is also named Buddy … Continue reading She’s not a corrupt monster so she has that going for her
Not afraid
Dear President Trump, Whether you care at all, I’m sure you’ve heard that Cokie Roberts died yesterday from complications of breast cancer. She was only 75. I heard clips of some of her interviews on NPR driving home last night and when they aired the one where she interrupted the other broadcaster and told him … Continue reading Not afraid
Risking connection and compassion
Dear President Trump, I didn’t tell you about this part of yesterday in yesterday’s letter because I wanted to hold it close for a little while before sharing it with you, my most difficult person – still. What happened is that the universe did its universe thing when one of our neighbors called in the … Continue reading Risking connection and compassion
Pink flower boy
Dear President Trump, It’s been a really hard day. One positive thing about it, though, is that the reasons for its hardness have absolutely nothing to do with you. For a change. About six weeks ago we were invited to an annual walk around the medium sized lake near us to celebrate the life of … Continue reading Pink flower boy
Tears and outrage, outrage and tears
Dear President Trump, I’ve already cried twice this morning. And have been outraged once. The morning is still young and it’s the anniversary of such an awful and impactful morning 18 years ago that there’ll probably be quite a few more strong emotions before it’s over. To get it out of the way, I’m going … Continue reading Tears and outrage, outrage and tears
Sisterhood
Dear President Trump, Must be the life – no events scheduled today except for a nice long stretch at one of your golf courses. Did you purposely time it so that you couldn’t watch the women’s US Open final? Your official schedule had you leaving the WH at 11:05 (last minute potty break?) to travel … Continue reading Sisterhood
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