It would be entirely in character for Trump, in a fit of loser spite, to pull the trigger on the kind of white supremacist street violence we saw last night.
In past years I marked Pearl Harbor day with social media and blog posts of my own. I didn’t feel like it this time around. What else is there to say that I haven’t already? It’s not my generation’s memory, or yours for that matter.
It drives me crazy how the media pussyfoots around Republican lies by reporting “no evidence of widespread fraud.” Why “widespread?” Why not “no fraud?”
I read a few nonfiction titles in 2020, but the pandemic drove me to seek escape in novels: fiction, science fiction, horror, and thrillers. These are my reviews of the ten books I most enjoyed reading this year. All were solid four- and five-star reads.
Donna’s not the only one around here with sightly teeth.
Happy anniversary, dear Donna. May there be many more!
Funny how that desk doesn’t look so tiny when real presidents sit behind it, huh?
A little local color before the Thanksgiving holiday, during which I plan to blog not a jot or tittle.