Dear President Trump, Because I’m 99% sure you missed it, I’ll remind you that yesterday was Martin Luther King Jr.’s actual birthday (he would have been 91). In honor of him and the day, there was an MLK celebration at the VA yesterday and since some meetings were cancelled I was able to attend. The … Continue reading “I’m not here to occupy space; I’m here to make it” ~ Representative Ayanna Pressley
“Lordy, Lordy, Lordy”
Dear President Trump, He’s been gone for 26 years now, but I can almost hear Laura’s dad saying “Lordy, Lordy, Lordy” like he’s right here sitting in the living room with us. He’d always say it when he was incredulous about something someone had done; he’d shake his head slowly back and forth as he … Continue reading “Lordy, Lordy, Lordy”
Polka dots of wonder
Dear President Trump, Yesterday’s sore throat seems to be gone and all that’s left is a little bit of snuffley-ness and a light cough. The snow, however, is still here – and then some. We got maybe another half inch overnight as the sidewalks and side streets are all blanketed this morning. Feeling fairly (at … Continue reading Polka dots of wonder
An ordinary, boring respite
Dear President Trump, Unlike the White House’s weirdly delayed snow-Tweet showing a few lame flurries that happened last Tuesday (seriously – you all are so out there), we got actual snow here overnight (3” in our neighborhood). I got to duck driving in it because I woke up with a sore throat and had nothing … Continue reading An ordinary, boring respite
Guided by poems
Dear President Trump, Our church celebrated its 150th anniversary with a doozy of a service this morning. We opened with a short poem by Hafiz: Everyone Is God speaking. Why not be polite and Listen to God? Pretty dang provocative, right? And radical. And incredibly hard for me to wrap my head and heart around … Continue reading Guided by poems
Fortunes
Dear President Trump, It’s been quite an odd day today and now at the very end of it I’m pretty worn out. I may or may not tell you about it tomorrow or the next day – we’ll see – but part of it involved gathering up the 50 or so fortunes from fortune cookies … Continue reading Fortunes
May we vote as if our lives depend on it
Dear President Trump, Last night at about 8 Laura went to the grocery. There weren’t all that many items on the shopping list, but chief among them was Kozy Shack Tapioca or some other Kozy Shack pudding product – it had been a long, fairly rough day and some caloric comfort was a priority. Well, … Continue reading May we vote as if our lives depend on it
Eyes wide with fear
Dear President Trump, Much has already been said about your strange, even-for-you, speech about Iran yesterday. I’d seen some of the assessments noting how stilted and incoherent you were and heard about how widely dilated your pupils were. I even looked up which drugs of abuse tend to dilate mammalian pupils (cocaine, amphetamine, meth, and … Continue reading Eyes wide with fear
Thank goodness for heroes
Dear President Trump, Look how easily we’ve slid into full-on war-mode and how easily we’ve let impeachment slip down the priority list. I know you don’t drink, but have you all been doing a lot of self-congratulatory glass-clinking lately? Have you been getting hearty slaps on the back from old pals who can get away … Continue reading Thank goodness for heroes
Testing, testing…..
Dear President Trump, Laura laughed last night when I told her I’d finally gotten to chapter 7 in the Abramson’s Proof of Conspiracy (the Kindle says I’m about 52% of the way through it). I’ve already been reading it for months now and it will probably take another few months to steadily plod through the … Continue reading Testing, testing…..
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