Trump

They Can’t Take That Away From Me

I had a premonition.

The last time I blogged, I imagined that if Drumpf actually won, I would need to be grateful that I’ve had the life I have had for all these years, without it being torn up side down.

I’m still grateful for that—but I would be lying if I said that was enough.

I find it more difficult than ever to look around and feel gratitude.

I know I’m not alone—and I suppose I’m grateful for that—but … Read the rest

Being Grateful in the Age of Drumpf

I’ve been trying to figure out why this election has literally moved me to tears.  Why I wake up in the middle of the night, can’t sleep, and find myself dry heaving in the bathroom.  Why the possibility of a Drumpf presidency forces me to spend hours investigating a move to and appkly for visiting professorships in Canada.

In 2004, after the election of Bush for a second time, I was diagnosed with costochondritis. That’s an acute, often temporary inflammation … Read the rest