As we move through November
and watch the Kleptocrat-elect go low at every possible opportunity (Administration
picks racists, anti-Semites, science-deniers and chicken hawks? Check. Blurring
the settlement of a multi-year, multi-million-dollar fraud case with a pouty
tweet-storm about people in a theatre and a TV show exercising their First
Amendment rights? Check. Laying the groundwork for pimping out the Presidential
office for personal business gains? Oh, hell, check.), I’m really having to
reach to find things to be grateful for.
Things that take me away from
awareness that this cataclysm is upon us.
I found one as I was driving
around Northern Virginia to stock up on grocery supplies for the holidays. It’s
been so long since I’ve lived in a place where the leaves change colors before
they drop that I’d forgotten what a joy that experience is. Because the sun
filtering through an avenue of autumn-yellow leaves turns your whole world
golden.
So for this, today, I am
grateful.
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