Hello, my soggy friends! How are you? As we all know, spring is not cooperating with us this year. Or is it winter that isn’t cooperating? Whichever, the weather’s been lousy for weeks. Cabin fever is raging throughout the Midwest. The only antidote is sunshine. We need it badly.
The bombings at the Boston Marathon were horrible. It is difficult to accept that we live in such times. Tragedy after tragedy strikes, all sorts of commotion is raised, and then it starts out all over again. I am tired of the bombings, the killings, the shootings, all of it. I wish I had the power to prepare a worldwide peace potion. Just put a drop in the atmosphere and all conflicts end. Dream on, Madame Zoltar, dream on.
I had to cluck my tongue when I saw the pictures in Mr. OrbsCorbs’ blog below that came from “Racine in Ruins,” http://www.jtirregulars.com/2013/04/asleep-at-wheel-city-of-racine-ethics.html A member of the Ethics Commission can’t keep his eyes open during a recent meeting concerning complaints about Mr. Mayor Dickert and various other staff. Unfortunately, this sort of thing is all too common in Mr. Mayor’s administration. They do whatever they want whenever they want. They have adopted an antagonistic stance toward residents. They consider us the enemy. They have even armed themselves, while squelching our right to do the same. Guns and lies. Tsk, tsk, Mr. Mayor.
So much negativity locally and nationally. It seems like everyone is angry and hollering at each other. Here’s how a class act deals with it:
Don’t be too depressed by events in Boston, or elsewhere. While savagery was displayed by the bomber(s), as many people ran toward the blasts as away from them. They ran to help other human beings who were hurting, regardless of gender, race, politics, faith, or anything else. They ran toward the injured because they realize that we are all in this together. The monsters that employ terrorism cannot destroy that.
Thank you, my dears, for reading my blog today. I love it when you visit. You are the cream in my coffee.
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Have a wonderful week, my sweets. Be careful, but don’t be paranoid. Sooner or later we have to get some weather to enjoy. Demivierge!