A more personal post. I guess all these posts are fully personal. Nobody but me reviews them or even comments on them. Yet I, though never a working journalist, try to take some kind of fairly objective stance on the subject under discussion, with some opinions stuck in here and there. I'm not afraid to come to a conclusion along the way, but I hope I'm afraid to rush to one, or to very many, anyway.
I was glad to hear that the upcoming women's march, scheduled the day after Pres-elect Trump is inaugurated, is "not a march against Trump," as such, according to the organizer of the piece of the march in Tucson, Arizona, my winter home.
I was further glad to hear an "black elder statesman" say, paraphrasing, that "lots of older African-Americans are sanguine, as opposed to all worked up," as they look toward the Trump administration. They've been through a lot, and they're in it for the long haul.
Breath of fresh air to have a short post instead a long one. We're taking a break from Roswell and the nature of life in the universe and going to play tennis with old people on a mild Friday morning in the southern Arizona mid-winter. Can't that still tell us something about the nature of life in at least this part of the universe? My friend Alan Tschetter once said, "So-and-so (citing some guru with a name nobody in the Western Hemisphere could remember without practicing it) says not that many individuals reach full spiritual attainment in a given century, so I've decided that means it's okay to have a beer."
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