A Bright Spot in the Day

The headline in the New York times announces that Trump is considering funds for Covid testing and contact tracing. Does he really believe that if he pretends it's not happening it will just go away even as the U.S. has the highest number of cases in the universe? Does he not notice from the safety his golden tower that we are becoming a third world country? Or has he finally just completely lost his tenuous grip on sanity? I don't know and I don't care. I just hope we can all hang on until November and that we can vote him out of the White House if not the golden tower. I'm quite sure that even if we do get rid of him, it won't be the last we hear of him...You certainly couldn't make any of this up.

"Hope right now in America is bloodied and battered, but this is the kind of hope that is successful. It's hope that has lost its naïeveté"
-Corey Booker, Democratic senator from New Jersey. 
Basically what he seems to be saying is that when you can't possibly go any lower, the only way is up. From our conjoined crises of three crises: more coronavirus deaths than any other country, the worst economic slump since the Great Depression and dawning outrage over racial inequity, we might be able to wrest some good.

There was something about seeing a man's knee on another man's neck  that woke people up. First and foremost we are reminded of the racism going back decades that is embedded in so many of our social policies, but I think many of us are beginning to feel the metaphorical presence of Trump's knee on our necks. He seems totally unaffected by letting thousands of people die because he is unwilling and unable to provide some leadership, and totally willing to abuse his power for his own glorification.  It's pretty hard to defend that....

Rant over... The truly bright spot in the day was a lovely long zoom chat with Lady Findhorn. She said she only got our email invitation fifteen minutes before the appointed hour and was feeling a bit disheveled, but for us she was a sight for sore eyes and a breath of fresh air. Congratulations, dear lady on 11 years on Blipfoto. You are responsible for my presence here. You coerced me for years, and I am so glad you finally succeeded....