Donald, I toyed with starting this letter with just “XXXX” and dispensing with your name or any clever, mocking labels but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I actually wrote it out and started to say something about the choice, but I decided it would be too similar to what you’ve done to so … Continue reading The unity panacea won’t cut it this time
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A Christmas Eve missive
To: The Scrooge on Steroids You know, this holiday season is about as grim as it’s ever been in my lifetime as we shuffle inexorably to over 350,000 Covid deaths by year’s end. Have you seen the CDC’s projections for mid-January – once the fall out from all the Christmas travel starts hitting? They’re telling … Continue reading A Christmas Eve missive
The shared charade and a possible antidote
Mr. Soon-to-be-prosecutable-Trump, Was your spin earlier today by your adoring peeps a boost? I’m guessing it wasn’t exactly a joy ride for you given that you know you lost and they know you lost and it’s only by the most tenuous of agreed upon suspension of disbelief that you all are pretending otherwise. I wanted … Continue reading The shared charade and a possible antidote
Tubman $20’s
President* Trump, Yesterday Laura came back from her walk with the biggest apple I’ve ever seen. It looks like a Honeycrisp on steroids – I think it’s about 50% bigger than a big one of those apples. She found it on the ground and somehow it isn’t bruised and there aren’t any worm holes or … Continue reading Tubman $20’s
Erskine’s send-up skits and Poe’s prophetic short story
President* Trump, I’m certainly not one of them…. But I’m betting a rather large proportion of US residents over the age of 10 are obsessively checking their go-to news and social media outlets to see whether you’ve succumbed to COVID. And yes, I’m sure you’ve got a chunky loyal contingency that’s sitting in darkened rooms … Continue reading Erskine’s send-up skits and Poe’s prophetic short story
We have to see each other
President* Trump, I’m at the gallery today and because September is my show month I’m getting to sit here with my work on the walls and it’s pretty cool. Mostly people are walking by outside and not stopping, but my sense is there’s a bit more curiosity than usual and a bit more eye contact … Continue reading We have to see each other
Way off the beaten path and into the wilds (vicariously)
President* Trump, I’m sure this isn’t going to surprise you at all, but I won’t be tuning into your nihilistic hate-fest this week. There will be plenty of updates about it and at times it’ll feel as though I went ahead and subjected myself to the negative frenzy, but even in the name of research … Continue reading Way off the beaten path and into the wilds (vicariously)
Change, hope, and santolina
President* Trump, So many of us are yearning for change, deep systemic change that both meets us where we really are and that will pull us forward into possibilities for thriving that we haven’t yet been able to imagine. I know I can’t actually speak for others, but it seems clear that many of us … Continue reading Change, hope, and santolina
Our duty
President* Trump, It’s been one of those jam-packed Sundays and I’m pretty toasty so planning to keep this short. My big news is that I finished printing the Declaration of Independence pieces (there are five panels) and can take them to get their pictures taken tomorrow afternoon if I can swing taking some time off … Continue reading Our duty
It’s our leaders who have to do better
President* Trump, This morning on our way to the grocery store (where I would eventually sit in the car with the dogs, waiting for Laura to do the shopping because it still isn’t safe for me to pick out my own vegetables), we stopped in the neighborhood we call “Swale-land” to take a walk. It … Continue reading It’s our leaders who have to do better
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