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)
Strength redefined
Vulnerability shouldn’t be a luxury
To: The Sorest, Most Messed-Up Loser Ever Yesterday our intern chaplain preached and near the end of her sermon our senior minister said in the chat that she thought it was one of the best sermons ever. It was a truly wonderful sermon on an incredibly challenging portion of the lectionary – Mathew 25: 14-30, … Continue reading Vulnerability shouldn’t be a luxury
LOVE > FEAR
Mr. Grifter, Actually, a grifter is a small-scale swindler so it doesn’t really apply to you but I’m enamored of the rhyme (“mister” and “grifter”) so I’m going with it. I don’t want to focus squarely on you today though, so I’m going to segue to my preferred topic, which is the relationship between fear … Continue reading LOVE > FEAR
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
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?
Bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter
President* for only 73 more days (and counting) Trump, My word of the day today is “bittersweet”, which is defined as either “bitterness and sweetness combined,” which I think is rather too literal and pretty lame, or as “pleasure mixed with overtones of sadness,” which I like quite a bit better (https://www.yourdictionary.com/bittersweet). In this morning’s … Continue reading Bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter
Love, humility, and honor coming to an Oval Office near US, soon
Technically Still President* Trump, It’s true, you’re technically still president for 74 more long days and I’m sure you’ll make the most of it in between bouts of record destruction and further norm desecration. But hey, I have a terrific idea – why don’t you just golf every day, all day for the next 74 … Continue reading Love, humility, and honor coming to an Oval Office near US, soon
May the meek get unmeek
President* Trump, The poem-a-day poem in my inbox this morning is by Rena Priest and it’s called The Index and it feels solidly apropos this morning (https://poets.org/poem/index-0?mc_cid=091f8058c4&mc_eid=03fcdf422b). Priest riffs on the idea that “the meek shall inherit the earth” was an agreed upon promise early in our human story. She goes on to see/imagine it … Continue reading May the meek get unmeek
Some Time ~ a haiku
President* Trump, Well, it was hard to sleep last night. I think our oldest dog got the anxiety memo; she needed to go out three times last night. I was on dog-let-out-duty so between her bathroom needs and my own, not much sleep happened. Subsequently, for now, all I can manage is a haiku for … Continue reading Some Time ~ a haiku
Rotten apples fall especially close to their trees
President* Trump, Was your hand too gross and sweaty for Melania to deign to hold it for the walk off the debate stage or is she really, terribly not into you these days? It’s been a while since I’ve seen a clip of her pulling away from you like that and last night’s retaliatory little … Continue reading Rotten apples fall especially close to their trees
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