President* Trump, One of the things I most appreciate about Laura is that she’s an excellent curator – for the entirety of our now quite long relationship, she’s played me music she thinks I’ll like (most of which I do like), pointed me to books, movies, and articles that she knows I’ll find interesting and … Continue reading Other countries’ histories are instructive too
The Double V Campaign and déjà vu all over again
President* Trump, I’m reading Jason Reynolds and Ibram X. Kendi’s book Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You: A Remix of the National Book Award-winning Stamped from the Beginning. I got through about 45% of Kendi’s How to Be An Antiracist before the library loan expired so I thought it would be a good idea to go … Continue reading The Double V Campaign and déjà vu all over again
If need be, there are plenty more ways to play hardball
President* Trump, Are you all engaging in some sort of twisted pissing contest to see who can be the most audacious asshole, who can wrack up the most accusations of “hypocritical,” “specious,” “corrupt,” “contemptible,” “despicable,” “detestable,” and the like? Ok, I’ve not actually seen most of these words used multiple times to describe you, Mitch, … Continue reading If need be, there are plenty more ways to play hardball
Time to play hardball
President* Trump, It started raining in earnest last night. The insistent, steady sort of rain that we’re used to in Seattle – not dramatic at all but definitely enough that a person (or dog….) would be soaked through in less than five minutes. In short, it’s perfect for today. The rain made the air quality … Continue reading Time to play hardball
There is no miracle that will deliver us from our racist history or the need to face it
President* Trump, Please note, I’m fully aware that we lost the wonderfully notorious RBG today, which no doubt has you and Mitch giddy with shitty possibilities, but I’m going to do some serious grieving before I comment further on her passing and will instead send you the letter I started this morning before her death … Continue reading There is no miracle that will deliver us from our racist history or the need to face it
Trumpian death panels
President* Trump, We’re back in the red “unhealthy” zone as far as air quality this morning after being in the orange zone for what felt like a nanosecond last night. Right now the air quality forecast doesn’t include the orange zone so I can’t tell what it’s called. The yellow zone is “moderate” – just … Continue reading Trumpian death panels
We don’t have to accept leaders who hate us
President* Trump, Yesterday I told you how surreal it feels to have the specter of armed civilians going after other civilians should you win (or lose) be a valid concern and not just overheated, fantastical catastrophizing. It really does seem totally out there most of the time, but then your Caputos say what they say, … Continue reading We don’t have to accept leaders who hate us
Caputo did the job he was hired to do
President* Trump, So yesterday’s weather forecast was off and we actually got some rain last night. Not a lot, but it took a little bit of the smoky edge off this morning and it was easier to breathe. Right now the air quality index is at 180, which is just “unhealthy” instead of “very unhealthy” … Continue reading Caputo did the job he was hired to do
Meta-aikido counter distraction
President* Trump, I thought we were supposed to get some rain starting sometime today, but my weather app is now saying it won’t be until Friday and that thunder and lightening are forecast for Thursday. In this weird gray space we’re in – the air quality is still “very unhealthy” – none of this is … Continue reading Meta-aikido counter distraction
It’s a heretical thought, but what if we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be?
President* Trump, Yesterday evening a wren flew into our front window, probably disoriented by the smoggy, smoky air. I’m not sure if it bounced off the window the eight or so feet to the tree in the front yard or somehow scuttled over to it, but the little thing sat almost motionless under the tree … Continue reading It’s a heretical thought, but what if we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be?