I’d forgotten it was going on; pipe and mortar details of the house took over from thinking about him and it, and I didn’t want any more words about him and his minions after nine years of that, though opinions may differ on how long he’s colonized our brains and eaten our time.
The parking lot at Adams was emptier than usual. A. was driving us in her car.
N. called from further north. He said “The verdict’s in. He’s guilty. The news will be on in nine minutes.”
He was in the car that gets the BBC.
The jury had decided.
I went in to shop anyway. I was hungry. The store was drained of most of its usual customers, and it seemed many staff had gone into invisible mode.
At 9 minutes to 6 on May 30, 2024, it felt like midnight at Adams Fairacre Farms.
I didn’t care to wonder where they’d all gone, how they felt, what they were doing; the catastrophic imagination saw them locking & loading for the coming day of Ragnarok.
I pushed the cart in a daze of cautious relief, any elation braked by mistrust about the health of the system of cause and effect.
The Supreme Court can still rule that the ruler is above the law.
Any surmise, prediction, conclusion, or speculation is futile.
Nonetheless N opens a small bottle of Pol Roger that A. drinks with us on the porch.
Last night, for the first time in a long time, I had several dreams: I was given a car, I looked for the horse I used to ride and it recognized me before I recognized it.
The arc of the Moral Universe is long but it bends towards justice .
That’s one line .
The other line is the long national nightmare is over.
Seated now on the train, I swat a bag away from my face, as in “watch where you’re going!”, before I realize the person carrying it is a blind woman.
Off the train, we head to Hudson News to get the NYT, which is sold out. The front page headlines of the Financial Times are about Hong Kong activists, the ANC about to lose in South Africa, “billionaire Ackman” . That’s it. My need to see an event reflected large tells me the mirror is more important than the object.
What is the best floor covering for a kitchen?
The arch of The moral universe is long ……. From your mind to the gods of darkness ears. What happened to us ?