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Letter from the Vineyard

December 31, 2025

Happy New Year

December, 2025

Letter from the Vineyard

December 31, 2025

December is slipping away, the year nearly done. Days will get longer now. The light will come, literally.

Christmas was to have been spent in New Mexico but the morning I was to leave, I got up; my back did not.  I spent days managing an episode of sciatica, a word I remember hearing in my childhood, something old people dealt with.  Well, I am old now; it’s something I’ve navigated a couple of times, first in the summer of 2018 when I woke up, got in the shower, experienced a kind of pain I’ve never know before. Pretty quiet until now, when it erupted and I cancelled Christmas for myself.

While I rested, the Kennedy Center was renamed the Trump – Kennedy Center, something I find offensive but not surprising. There will also be a Trump class of new warships for the Navy. The memes are amazing, several of gold plated warships caused me to guffaw, one named S.S. Bonespurs, which felt a shade dangerous with my back.

Mr. Trump also hosted the Kennedy Honors, which were the lowest rated in their history. Excuse my schadenfreude.

The Supreme Court showed a moment of spine and prevented deployment of troops in Chicago. The Supreme Court has been unprecedented in allowing presidential power to expand. FDR attempted something of the same but didn’t get as far as President Trump. Abraham Lincoln was a master.

Jeffrey Epstein does not go away.  Trump said he had never been on Epstein’s plane though flight records indicate he was, more than a half dozen times, a plane known to some as “The Lolita Express.” Five million more pages to come…

Marjorie Taylor Greene was screamed at by Trump about her activism to release the files.  Why, she asked.  It’s going to hurt my friends, said the president, allegedly.

On Christmas Day, the U.S., in coordination with Nigeria, did precision bombing against IS enclaves in northern provinces, suspected of attacking Christians. The Nigerian government disputes Christians were uniquely targeted, saying IS doesn’t discriminate, attacking both Muslims and Christians.

Israel ranks last among countries in the Anholt Nation Brands Index [who knew there was such a thing?] Surprised?

Gaza is a festering wound. One day, I happened upon pictures of children in the West Bank, looking like Holocaust survivors.

In response, I gave to World Central Kitchen, Jose Andres’ organization for Gaza relief.

Famine is hovering over Palestine, Haiti, Sudan, South Sudan, Mali and Yemen, at least. As the year ends, think of the starving and, if you can, help out.

One of the wars Trump “ended” was between Cambodia and Thailand except it didn’t stay ended.  There’ve been weeks of deadly clashes and bombings.  On Sunday, the 28th, another ceasefire was declared.

While it can seem the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are riding freely across the globe, there are signs of hope.  Nicholas Kristoff has an opinion piece in the December 28th edition of the New York Times in which he tries to cheer us up.  I recommend reading it here.

During the days of being home there was time to ponder.

Politically, I think of myself as a centrist, modestly progressive, concerned about civil rights, grateful to have grown up in the America I did, flawed as it was, it did seem we were mostly all working toward a common, greater good.

Sorry to say, not so sure right now.  However, as friends tip more to despair than hope, I find my hope rising again.

Trump is not invincible.  The rise of fascism is not inevitable.  It will take work and we’re capable of it.  We need to believe in ourselves. I continue to take hope and find hope in the good things I see happening. 

My best high school friend, Tom, works three days a week at a food bank, stretched to the max by need.  This island came together to help our food bank weather the suspension of SNAP.

People go to the streets, make silly, wonderful signs, letters are written, petitions are signed, blogs are written. Write a letter, sign a petition. Partake in a march.

Now in Summerfield, FL to spend New Year’s with my sister, a newer tradition of ours.  Off to see other friends in Florida and on the 10th, will set sail on a Virgin Voyages cruise, 7 days of drifting through the Caribbean, traveling with my longtime friend, Tory, who has also booked a cabin.

Let me leave you with my favorite picture of the year, Edgartown Books in her Christmas finery. I think it sings of hope.

Happy New Year! Let us go forth bravely in these troubled times.

Letter from the Vineyard

December 2, 2025

December 1st, 2025

A Sea Change Coming?

November has come and gone.

My birthday, November 18th, was sun washed, wind less harsh, a perfect day to march into another new year in my life, spent acknowledging the myriad of birthday good wishes, a feast of goodwill kept me smiling the whole day long.

And now Thanksgiving 2025 is in our collective rear view mirror. May yours have been as grand as mine.  I returned to Columbia County in New York for a gathering of the old Thanksgiving gang. Lionel outdid himself.

When I throw my feet to the ground in the morning, defying gravity one more time, there is always wonder, this old, Martha’s Vineyard, a bookstore. During the winter when the crowds are gone, I sometimes feel like that old man sitting on the porch of the general store, a century ago, next to the barrel of apples, people stopping to chat. But my apples are books and I am behind the counter.

My oldest friend, Sarah, fast friends by five when we marched off to kindergarten together, still intwined in each other’s lives, about to Christmas together, phones me regularly.

While neither of our lives are perfect, they are blessed, filled with good things, love, the safety of a home, food on the table, books to read, video to watch, health challenges met.

Neither of us watch the news anymore; it’s just too painful.

In the morning, I scan the papers, read “The Morning” from the NY Times, now helmed by Sam Sifton, his elegant turn of phrase applied to the news of the day.  While missing his food columns, I appreciate his intelligence applied to global events.

What is inescapable is there is so much anguish in this world. Gaza, Sudan, Venezuela, perhaps soon to be invaded by us, the food crisis in this country, highlighted by the government shutdown, Ukraine, Jamaica, the U.S. health care crisis, ICE raids, the list goes on and on…

Where do I turn my attention?

On this island, fixed in the minds of many for wealth and privilege, one in four rely on SNAP to make ends meet. There is a homeless crisis here, a housing crisis. What’s a middle income family to do when the entry price for a home is a million dollars? Doctors cannot afford to live here.

During the government shutdown Trump went to the Supreme Court to prevent reserves from funding SNAP. At the same time, he gave a Gatsby themed party at Mar-a-Lago.

Rather like a fete at Versailles before the Bastille was stormed?

After my last letter, one of the responses I received told me to let it go: Trump won by a landslide.

No, I will not let it go. An electoral victory does not justify bad governance nor condone cruelty.  Masked ICE officers?  My mind boggles.  Citizens and legal residents abused. Appalling. 

Trump’s adventures against “cartels” make some Republicans uncomfortable about his path to justifying them, not to mention the military buildup in the region, the possibility he will order boots on the ground in Venezuela.

Secretary of War Hegseth allegedly told those conducting the first “cartel” raid to kill them all. There was a circling back; the survivors did not survive.

Jeffrey Epstein, he of heinous acts and suspicious death, obsesses us.

Trump could not rally his troops to stop the release of the files, so did a turnabout, encouraged the vote to release.  He could have done it at any time.

With so many investigations in progress around Epstein, the heart of the papers will probably not see the light of day in our lifetime.

Trump could not force an end to the filibuster; even this Republican Senate was not that stupid.

While courts are fighting over the Texas redistricting, some states are not buckling to his redistricting demands.

The president’s chummy Oval Office meeting with New York’s Mayor Elect Mamdani has the MAGA world’s head spinning. Mine, too.

There is a peace proposal floating for Ukraine which seemed to read like Putin’s wish list, may have been identified as such by Secretary of State Rubio. Since then, the Administration’s media spin on Ukraine has been mind-boggling. Who’s on first? Europe scrambles to keep up.

Marjorie Taylor Greene has resigned [after a series of moves which made her seem, what? almost centrist? sane?]. The death threats may have been too much.

The death threats come quickly for anyone challenging the MAGA way.

Her resignation, via viral video, was an indictment of Trump.

Judge Currie ruled Lindsey Halligan unlawfully appointed to prosecute James Comey and Letitia James; therefore, her indictments are invalid.  Judge Currie joins other federal judges who have questioned the Administration’s appointment of loyalists.

Is Trump’s apparent invulnerability cracking? I hope so.

Photo courtesy of Paul Doherty, Martha’s Vineyard