In the wee hours of this morning, as I was researching information about the ferry from San Francisco to Mare Island and the Tiffany windows in the small chapel there, things were happening in the wider world. After some sleep, with my morning coffee a few hours later, I drank in the news via MSNBC and twitter: Boastful buffoonery continues as the dear leader in DC moved to upstage the dear leader in North Korea with a signature adolescent love and kisses breakup letter; the DOJ continued its attempts to function independently and with integrity amid blantantly unprecedented interference from the Executive Branch and its invertebrate congressional, lawyer and media sycophants.
Then, from an MSNBC analyst, the fabulously descriptive term: GOAT RODEO!
Tragicomedies? For sure. Consequently, I think it good to memorialize the term and say the obvious: Just Another Goat Rodeo Day in America. Viva Chiquita Banana Republic? Of course not. Hope not. After all, unlike cats, goats CAN be herded. But we do first need to get a capable goatherd...
Just telling it like it currently is. And I am never forgetting why, who and what all we Americans celebrate with reverence and awe on each Memorial Day: the land of the free, and the home of the brave. Okay? Olay!
God bless America, from sea to shining sea!
Deception Pass Madrones
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