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Letter From New York 04 12 2016 Too hard to think about children suicide bombers…

April 13, 2016

It has been a long day; I was up early because I am getting new appliances and the Columbia County Habitat for Humanity was coming early for my old stove.  They came and went and I waited for the new appliances to arrive. 

It all started with my dishwasher finally starting to give up the ghost which proceeded to all new appliances — a new stove, refrigerator, over the stove microwave and, of course, a new dishwasher.

When they arrived, the dishwasher, which started all of this, was the wrong one and so it had to go and the right one finally arrived.  In the meantime, I spent the day preparing for tomorrow’s lecture on magazines for “Media & Society,” the class I teach at Columbia Greene Community College.

Term papers were due last week and I graded them over the weekend, sending three back for revisions as I was working to help them achieve their goals for “good” grades.  One of the students got very upset with me for trying to help her get a better grade.  She had too many other things to do.

Such is the life of a teacher.  It was this way when I taught high school and it is now when I am teaching at a community college.

The good news story of the day is that a 72 year old woman, who was lost in the Arizona wilderness for nine days, was found alive after drinking pond water and eating plants.  She spelled help in twigs, stones and bones and was seen.  Suffering from exposure, she’s in the hospital in fair condition which is pretty good for an elderly lady who had been lost in the wilderness.

Paul Ryan has told the world to count him out.  He is not, repeat NOT, going to be the Republican candidate for President if it comes to a brokered convention. 

That is what Kasich is counting on; a brokered convention that will take him to heart as the only sane person in the party who could conceivably win. 

The Governor of North Carolina is back pedaling on the anti-gay law he signed into law as he is, rightfully so, rocked by the backlash he has received.  Hell hath no fury like corporate CEO’s who don’t agree with what you have done.

And that includes the very important banking community that has moved into North Carolina in recent years.  Deutsche Bank, who was going to build a presence there, has said:  no, not now, not because of this.

It was a year ago that Freddie Gray died in police custody in Baltimore and there is a feeling there that the mindset has changed.  I hope so.  It was one of those shocking moments in American life that leave you gasping.

What I have also learned in the last year is the passionate way people who live in that city have love for that city.  My friends, Lionel and Pierre, moved there the week before the riots and are now huge boosters of the city, passionately engaged there and loving it.

David Gest died in London today.  A successful producer, he married Liza Minnelli and that may be the thing for which he will be forever remembered.  It was a huge affair with Elizabeth Taylor as a Maid of Honor and Michael Jackson as Best Man and in a year they were divorced with all kinds of ugly rumors abounding.  He had been living in York in England for the last few years, far from the madding crowd, regretful for the cosmetic surgery he had, which did not turn out well.

Tonight, I am focussing on lighter things.  It’s the mood I’m in —  who wants to process that Boko Haram is manipulating children into being suicide bombers?

Yuri Milner, a Russian businessman, has joined forces with Stephen Hawking, wanting to send probes about the size of iPhones to Alpha Centauri, the star system closest to us.  They need to raise ten billion dollars but it sounds interesting.

I have always been a great proponent of space exploration.  “Ah, but man’s reach should exceed his grasp. Or what’s a heaven for?”  Robert Browning…

Letter From New York 04 07 2016 Wild emotional rides, probably weather induced…

April 8, 2016

It’s quiet in the cottage; I haven’t decided on what music I might want to hear. For right now, the silence is good.

The snow is almost gone, what was left was melted by yesterday’s sun and today’s rain.  When I woke this morning, I was in an awfully good mood for no good reason.  Later in the day, with torrential rain falling, I was not in so good a mood.  I followed the day into darkness and had to work to be out of it.

Last night I went to The Dot for an original one act play by a local writer. Actually, it is a three act play being played out over three weeks.  So last night was really Act One.  I’ll be back for Act II next week.  And Act III the week after that…

It is a night when it is good to be cozied in the cottage.  It is chilling outside though the day was warm, if wet. 

While running my errands today, I heard Hillary Clinton talking and she sounded hoarse and exhausted.  I felt sorry for her.  Bernie Sanders is sounding chipper and he should be — he has won all of the last six contests.  Now the focus is on New York State where Hillary and Bernie seem running neck and neck. 

It may be a pivot point in the Democratic run for the Presidential nomination.  We’ll see.

Ted Cruz is not doing so well here; it appears all New Yorkers, upstate and down, are having more than a little trouble forgiving him his “New York values” statement about Trump.  From what I have been reading, his New York stumping is not doing well. 

67% of Americans don’t like Donald Trump but that might now be enough to stop him from getting the nomination.  Cruz desperately wants Kasich to drop out, something he seems to have no intention of doing.  In a brokered convention, he might have a shot.

It is the wildest year in politics I have seen in my lifetime and I am watching it all play out.  As a registered independent, I cannot vote in the Primary.  I will follow the results avidly.

In the meantime, IS, driven out of Palmyra where they made ruins of the ruins, have kidnapped something like 300 in a suburb of Damascus, factory workers who have now entered a nightmare. 

We have the Panama Papers.  David Cameron, Prime Minister of the UK, has benefitted from an offshore company set up by him late father but it all seems inconsequential.

Many of Putin’s friends have been named.  Putin says this is all a Western conspiracy to weaken Russia.  He has not been named and he points that out.  What the West is trying for is “guilt by association.” I wonder what future weeks will bring?

It is getting later and there is still no music in the cottage.  I am ending for today.

Today reminded me of the wild ride of emotions we all live through on a given day.

Good night.

Letter From New York 04 05 2016 The Panama Papers and other things…

April 6, 2016

Dusk is descending on the creek; I am watching the light fade from my dining room table while classical music plays.

And I am thinking over the day, one of seemingly endless frustrations with an email problem Apple could not seem to fix and a group of errands squeezed into a short period because of all the time Apple had consumed.

When they couldn’t fix the issue, I turned to the local computer guru, Jonathan Simon, who does not work on Macs but who solved my problem in about twenty minutes.  My Apple Faith is shaken.

There was a meeting this afternoon in which one of the participants became so upset they walked out; unnerving for all.  The rest of us retreated to a local restaurant, had drinks and food and attempted to continue.

In other words, a day that did not run smoothly.

Last time I wrote, the predicted snow had not fallen.  The next morning it was all there and more; instead of three inches we had close to seven.  Only five intrepid students made it to class.  We called it early and went home.

Last night, I fell asleep reading a mystery and woke lazily into a sunny but chill day.  Predictions are that tonight and tomorrow are to be two of the coldest of the season.  What climate change?

“The Panama Papers” have exploded onto the world stage and the President of Iceland is no longer President, having resigned today after he was named in them.  As were several of Putin’s closest friends including one who was once close but had a rift with Putin and is now dead after blunt force trauma in a DC hotel.

It seems the President of Ukraine, a chocolatier billionaire did not, as he said he would, divest himself of his holdings but transferred them to offshore companies.  Prime Minister Sharif of Pakistan is distraught that relatives are named with having accounts.  China has tightened censorship; one can only wonder what will happen there? 

These leaks create messy, messy situations while one cannot help occasionally having a moment of schadenfreude, relishing the misfortunes of others;  thinking these others deserve their misfortune.

While I am typing exit polls are being held in Wisconsin.  Cruz and Sanders are both hoping to take a little wind out of the frontrunners’ sails there.  Hillary has not had a good history in Wisconsin, having lost it in 2008 and Trump is facing a coalition of conservative talk show hosts who are determined to bring him down, exploiting all his wonderful gaffes to the fullest.

Governor Phil Bryant of Mississippi signed into law a bill that allowed for anti-gay discrimination.  As in North Carolina, he is facing a barrage of blowback.  Long lamenting the lack of a Fortune 500 company in his state, he is less likely to get one now.  Mississippi’s largest employers are not happy, including Toyota and Nissan and MGM Resorts.

Is the Civil War being fought again over gay rights?

As a gay man, I am astounded at the progress made in my lifetime.  Gay marriage was something I thought would never happen and yet, here I am, not yet dead and it has happened.  That states like Mississippi and North Carolina would attempt to turn back the clock is disheartening, if not surprising.  They are setbacks, not defeats and they are not on the right side of history.

What is amazing is that the Governors of those two states are ignoring the businesses in their states; pandering instead to bigoted voters. Well, they do have to re-elected!

The soft classical music is mellow, comforting and encasing the living and dining rooms with a gentle feel.  I’ve turned on the floodlights over the creek and am thinking it is close to time to curl up with my mystery and slip out of the night into the land of Nod.

Letter From New York 04 03 2016 The Future of Men contemplated…

April 4, 2016

When I woke this morning, the grounds were covered with snow that had arrived in the pre-dawn hours, making the world white and wondrous.  I savored it and checked that it had not covered the roads, which it hadn’t and predictions for one to three inches of snow have not yet been realized.

It is winter chill, a small fire burns in the stove and I am playing jazz.  I was reading a mystery set in Provence when I decided I would do a short LFNY, as I have written nothing since my last one, in which I asked for suggestions on how I could improve.  Thank you to those who did respond.

I’m integrating them and will do my best to make this an even better blog.  As you might remember, I was doing a workshop at the Religious Communicators Conference in New York last Friday.  The topic was: How to Build a Better Blog.

It went very well and it was, I think, a good dialogue.  I headed north afterwards and am settled now into the cottage for most of the next two weeks with lots of things to do.  My teaching, a freelance writing assignment and a few other things are going to consume the time.

Lionel and Pierre were here for the weekend and we went to a lovely dinner party at Matthew Morse’s house, always a treat as Matthew, in one of his many lives, was a professional caterer.

When Nick and I take our train trips we now travel with a special case for martinis.  It has glasses, olive picks, a shaker, napkins, a vermouth atomizer, space for bottles, a shaker and a strainer.  Last night, Lionel and I took it along because Matthew is not martini sensitive and so we brought the fixings for our own.  Perfect.

This morning we had brunch at The Dot and then they headed back to Baltimore and I went down to Rhinebeck for a book signing with my friend Jack Myers, for his newest book, “The Future of Men.”  As far as I can tell, the future of American men appears a bit on the bleak side.  More women are graduating college than men by 10 to 15 percent now.

Men have been losing their way while women have been finding theirs.  It’s, I suspect, an evolutionary thing and totally appropriate and the frustration of men in finding their place in this new world is being reflected in the politics of our time.  All the anger against women displayed by so many is, I think, the result that some men are really, really p****d that women are marching full swing into the world and claiming their place in it.

Jack at Book Signing

Jack is a media researcher and discovered this subject when he was working on his previous book, “Hooked Up:  A New Generation’s Surprising Take on Sex, Politics, and Saving the World.”  People kept asking him about the role of men today and he tried to figure it out.

Kudos to him…  You can find his books at Amazon.

Coming home, I graded papers and started working on figuring out my freelance assignment and started reading and now I couldn’t keep my figures from tapping on the keyboard.

Nice to be back.

Letter From New York 03 21 2016 Of Nicotine Addiction and murderous souls…

March 21, 2016

A young, good looking man fell into his fifteen minutes of fame last month when he had sex with a strange woman on the Ferris wheel in Las Vegas, one of the biggest in the world.

Phillip Panzica III had had a falling out with his fiancé, went partying, drinking and gambling and got into trouble 550 feet in the air.  His fiancé bailed him out two days later and they kissed and made up.

Back in Dallas, they were carjacked.  Phillip was fatally shot while his fiancé was told to get out of the car once they had taken her money.  It’s a tragic ending to a story that had me smiling a bit when I read about the Ferris wheel.  As a sex scandal, it seems pretty tame in this day and age.

Vadym Kholodenko, a 29 year old renowned pianist, Ukrainian by birth and now Texas based, went to pick up his two young daughters from his estranged wife only to find them dead and his wife covered in blood from what appear to have been, according to police, self inflicted knife wounds. 

Both stories remind me of the uncivilized ways we can behave in civilized places, that there are moments when murderous madness descends and death ensues.  Phillip looked a bit like one of my students and Vadym and his wife appeared in earlier pictures as a textbook happy couple.

It is a stark contrast to my place in the world.  I am in the process of replacing items in my bathroom now that young Nick and his team have finished their work, making my bathroom all fresh again.

It was so lovely today I could wander about with just a sweater for most of the day.

My friend Patrick and I met at Kozel’s Restaurant here in Claverack and had lunch in a place that reminded me of nothing so much as the best restaurant in Bemidji, Minnesota when I was a youngster and we stayed part of the summer at a lake nearby.

He and I chattered about the lot of things, from The Donald to the joys of life in Columbia County, particularly on sunny, crisp days like today.  It felt a carefree day as a meeting in the city was moved and I could spend the day here, doing errands, some cleaning and visiting with friends.

Moments ago, Lionel texted me “martini time” which he does most evening when he is about to make one for himself.  I’m going to join him, finishing this while sipping one.

A very civilized ending to a day when events almost everywhere reminded me that we have evolved but still are sometimes victim to our murderous souls.

The former Vice President of Congo was convicted at the ICC in The Hague of war crimes; murder, rape and pillage.  It apparently is a landmark case.

Also a landmark moment is that death in the US from heart attacks is falling, continuing a forty year trend.  That’s good and the result of work on the betterment of man.

My father had a massive coronary two years before he died from a stroke.  He was younger than I am now when he passed, a moment I noted when I reached the age he died.  We tend now to be healthier and more sensitive to our bodies and we have decreased the amount of smoking.

My father could never quite quit smoking.  After his heart attack he had packs of L&M’s stashed here and there, like an alcoholic has his bottles stashed.  He rolled his own, telling us they were better for him.  Nicotine addiction contributed to his heart attack and his death.

So long ago…

But not so long ago, Governor Rauner of Illinois, said he would support whoever the party nominates, which means he will support Trump if nominated.  Some Republicans have begun to move away from being party liners, saying, ah, no, anyone but Trump.

Kasich, however, has not ignited the fires of any Republicans, including the establishment, who I rather thought would choose him over Cruz.  But apparently not…

Pink clouds dance on the horizon; I expect then good weather.  Good night and good evening…

Letter From New York 03 18 2016 Thoughts while riding north…

March 19, 2016

A brilliant sun is beginning to set over the Catskills as I ride north on the train.  There is a great swath of sunlit river streaming straight toward the train as we crawl north.

There might be snow this weekend; a nor’easter may be storming our way though the forecast for Claverack doesn’t seem to indicate snow.  It will be what it will be…

I am headed down to the city on Monday so I can sit in on the taping of Howard Bloom’s podcast, “Howard Bloom Saves The Universe.”  [Available on iTunes.] Then a couple of meetings on Tuesday, a lunch on Wednesday and then I’ll race back to the country.

Easter Sunday is in front of me and I’m doing the brunch after Mass.  I am beginning to think the General in me will need to come out.  With moderation, of course…

While I have been doing my meetings in New York, the Belgian police have been conducting raids, which netted one of the prime suspects in last fall’s Paris attacks, Salah Abdesalam.  It may be an intelligence coup.  Other suspects also have been detained, some for helping him.

The EU has struck a deal with Turkey to return refugees to them while Greece, a bankrupt country, is on the verge of being a refugee prison.  Would this be or not be a good time for an American to go to Greece?  I love the country and would like to visit.

The Hudson is now steel grey and there is pink in the sunset.  “Red sky at night, sailor’s delight.”  Pink?  Probably good…

Mitt Romney has said he is supporting Ted Cruz.  Has it come to this?

Merrick Garland made some rounds on the Hill today while the Republicans say, with absolutism, they will not consider him.  Ah, love gridlock…  So now that Congress in in recess the fight is going to the home front.

It’s my understanding Georgia has passed a religious freedom bill, which is interpreted by many to be anti-gay.

The NFL as in the National Football League, has said that this might impact their plans to have the Superbowl in Georgia.  Unintended consequences…

The markets have finally caught up with where they were at the end of last year but more to be thought of about where the markets are.  Are things good again or not?  The reports in the press seem divided.

Dark has descended on the trip.  We are now headed toward Hudson.  The  evening progresses.  When I am off the train, I’ll head to the Red Dot for a bite to eat and then home. 

My bathroom is being repainted and from the pictures I’ve seen looks quite wonderful.  Tomorrow I am meeting young Nick to pick up a new sink and faucet while at the same time picking out new appliances for the kitchen.

Now that I am living more at the cottage than anywhere else I would like it to be more me than it is now.

It is what we all want, our homes to represent ourselves.

Home is something I have thought about all my life, a looking for home.  The cottage is the most I have ever felt at home and I am so grateful I have found that place.

The world will roar and the political battles will be fought and at the end, I will be at home, in the cottage, looking over the creek while the world plays itself out.

Letter From New York 03 16 2016 Riding into New York…

March 16, 2016

The Hudson River is nearly mirror still as I rumble south on the train, into New York for a visit to my gastroenterologist for a [ugh] colonoscopy, a follow-up to my stay in the hospital last month.

The morning was full of news about the primaries.  Trump, as had been expected, trounced Marco Rubio in his home state of Florida and Rubio, also as expected, withdrew from the race.

Bernie Sanders is wondering about what next as Hillary Clinton handily beat him in Illinois, Ohio, North Carolina and, of course, Florida.  It is looking like she eked out a win in Missouri, beating Bernie by a mere 1500 votes the last time I looked.

Kasich took his home state of Ohio so he is still playing the Republican game of musical chairs.

53% of Americans would choose Trump to be the Republican nominee.  61% don’t like him.  Go figure.

Trump is preening in his victories, winning everywhere but Ohio.  He claims there will be riots if the Republican Party denies him the nomination.  Even in victory he summons images of violence.

While there will likely not be physical violence, there will be much name calling and shouting now that Obama has nominated Merrick Garland for the Supreme Court seat left vacant by Scalia’s death.  Republicans have vowed not to move on the matter until there is another President, keeping their fingers crossed a Republican will occupy the White House.

Congressional chaos…

In the streets of DC and its environs there was another piece of chaos on the streets.  After two electrical fires within the last year, the new head of the Metro ordered it shut down for twenty-four hours while they inspect it to ensure it is safe.

Having once lived in DC, I can only imagine what the day was like and be grateful I wasn’t there.  It’s how I usually get around DC.

Also, the Fed is being dovish about raising rates.  The dollar falls, gold rises as do the markets, modestly.

In Brussels, an Algerian, illegally in the country, was killed in a raid by police.  At least two others were detained; an Islamic flag was found with them.  Belgian police are promising more raids.

In Nigeria, two female suicide bombers killed twenty-four at a mosque.  A bomb placed on a bus in Pakistan killed fourteen.

Angelina Jolie has met with refugees in Lebanon and Greece in a bid to bring the spotlight on them.  Germany’s Merkel thinks only Turkey can stem the flow and has called for a Pan-European meeting to address the issue.

The Kurds in Syria are calling for a Federalization of Syria, creating more independence for them.  No else seems very much in favor of the solution, especially Assad, who sees it as the beginning of the break-up of  his country.

Putin has announced in the last couple of days that Russia has accomplished its mission in Syria and is beginning a withdrawal of a majority of its forces.  Indeed, half the Russian planes have departed but eyebrows are raised as to whether this is actually going to be the kind of withdrawal that Putin intimates.

“The Happiest Place on Earth” is Disney owned.  However, the happiest country on the planet is Denmark, which has held the top spot for three of the four years that the World Happiness Report has been issued. 

Next are Iceland, Norway, Finland, Canada, The Netherlands,  New Zealand, Australia and Sweden.

Poor Burundi is the unhappiest country.  Just above it on the list are Syria, Togo, Afghanistan, Benin, Rwanda, Guinea, Liberia, Tanzania and Madagascar.  Poor and riven with war or disease or both, they are at the bottom.

You’re wondering where the US is on this scale, aren’t you?  We’re number 13, actually a little higher than I thought we might be.

Russia is number 110 and China is 83rd and India is 118th.

If interested in Hollywood and the often salacious stories that come out that place,  a new book is due out, “James Dean: Tomorrow Never Comes,” by Darwin Porter and Danforth Prince, claiming that James Dean and Marlon Brando had an on/off sadomasochistic sexual relationship from their meeting to Dean’s death in a car accident in 1955.

Long dead but still capable of steaming up the book sales.

New York approaches.

Letter From New York 03 05 2016 From Churchill to Yemen…

March 6, 2016

Winston Churchill used to say he was chased by the “black dog,” depression.  It chased him his whole life and he ran, mostly successfully, from it his whole life. Sometimes, when the “black dog” felt particularly close, Winston would sometimes go off to Morocco and paint, drink and think and probably write.  He wrote more than Dickens and Shakespeare combined.

He may well have been a manic-depressive.  During the war he was followed around by his personal physician, Lord Moran, who prescribed upper and downers to manage the moods of the great man.

He was black dogged by depression and I was thinking about that last night as I rode home on the train, black dogged myself.  I had gone down to the city yesterday, had a full day of appointments and when I stepped on the train last night I was exhausted and felt the old black dog nipping at my heels.

When I got home, I went to bed almost immediately and fell asleep early watching an episode of “Doc Martin,” about an English doctor only marginally more cranky than I was last night.

When the morning broke, I was my usual sunny self and, while sipping tea, worked on next week’s lectures.  The day was spent on that and the Saturday chores.  Young Nick was here and we did things that needed to be done, mounting a light fixture, cleaning, sorting, rearranging, bringing in wood and dealing with the trash.  The things we do on Saturday.

Going down to the Dot, I welcomed Alana back from three weeks in Costa Rica and then, after an omelet and a Bloody Mary, came home to write my letter, which often is one of the most pleasurable times in the day. 

Turning on the floodlights so the creek is illuminated, I sorted through the last couple of days.

The rise of Trump has been a constant cause for conversation though as I returned home, I discovered Ted Cruz had won the Kansas caucuses and he is at least as frightening to me as Trump.  Both of them seem to me to be wack-a-doodles from some other dimension.  This earns me no points with my conservative friends but it’s true; it’s how I feel.

Caitlin Jenner wants to be Ted Cruz’s “trans ambassador.”  I am not sure he’s interested in having one.

Popular comedian Louis CK has implored his fans not to vote for Trump, likening him to Hitler.  Trump, not necessarily looking to support Louis CK’s view of him, announced he would increase the use of torture if he were President.

“Downtown Abbey” ends tomorrow night.  I have already seen the last episode as I subscribed to the feed through iTunes.  Let’s tip a hat to Alistair Bruce, who was in charge of making sure it was historically accurate.  He did a magnificent job.

A fire is burning in the stove; I’ve rearranged some lights in the house.  I like the effect as I sit here at the dining room table, the creek lit in front of me, jazz playing and my thoughts running.

Four nuns and twelve others were killed in Yemen during an attack.  Gunmen entered the building, handcuffed the victims and then shot them.  It’s not yet clear who carried out the attack.  The Pope has decried it; the nuns were members of the order founded by Mother Theresa.

Boko Haram, the scourge of Nigeria, is suffering from a food crisis.  With all the people who have fled them, no is left to grow crops or herd animals and they are beginning to starve.  Hungry and desperate, they are ruthlessly raiding which, I suspect, will only increase the cycle they have created.

And in my cycle, I am going to sign off for tonight.  I need to be up in the morning, work on my lectures and then to church.  I signed up to do coffee hour on Easter Sunday, not quite realizing that it was a major, major thing and I am now expected to come up with something quite spectacular.  Cookbooks are out.  Recipes are being reconnoitered. 

I have a meeting about this tomorrow at 12:30.  I think I may have over stretched and I will rise to the challenge.

Letter From New York 03 04 2016 Far from Damascus…

March 4, 2016

Chet Baker’s “Jazz in Paris” plays while I am typing, courtesy of Amazon Prime, the service I am learning it is hard to live without.  It pays for itself with free shipping around Christmas not to mention being able to find things there I can’t find easily in stores.  I mean it seems like everything is there.  They have just released a new device, Amazon Tap, that works with their Echo.  Have to learn more about that…

When I woke this morning, it was chill but bright and light speckled on the creek as I looked out the window waiting for my electric kettle to boil the water for my tea.

It was an easy day.  I spent the morning in the annual great American adventure, preparing information for my taxes for the accountant who does both my business and my personal returns.  Finishing that, I went to Hudson and had lunch with my friend Dena Moran, who has moved her shop, Olde Hudson, into larger digs.  Afterwards, I had my oil changed and then came home and gathered the piles of receipts and prepared for them to be stored away.

While we were at lunch, Dena and I both checked out what Mitt Romney said about Donald Trump.  While I was doing taxes, Mitt was skewering The Donald, calling him a “phony,” “a fraud” and many other things.  Good for Mitt… It’s the most I have respected him in years.

Trump responded in The Donald’s way.  He looked back on 2012 when he said Mitt would have dropped to his knees to have The Donald’s endorsement.  That’s not a pretty picture…  According to The Donald, Mitt’s a failed candidate and the only person who “chokes” more than Mitt is Marco Rubio.

Does anyone get tired of this?

Shockingly, among Muslims who vote Republican, he’s the most popular candidate.  What?  Not something I understand but it’s real.  It seems they think once elected, he’ll become pragmatic and work on economic issues, which is their greatest concern, and forgot all the anti-Muslim rhetoric.  There is a part of me that suspects they are delusional, rather like Jews who couldn’t really believe Hitler was serious.

Caitlyn Jenner is supporting Ted Cruz, which seems as crazy to me as Muslims supporting The Donald.

In other happy news, Kim Jong Un of North Korea has ordered his military to be ready to use nuclear weapons at any time.  Perhaps preemptively, as the UN voted in the most severe sanctions in twenty years against his country.  The pudgy young man is determined, desperately determined, the world give him respect.  I suspect bad parenting.

In Syria, the fragile truce has given some respite to the desperate inhabitants of that poor country.  Thinking about them helped me realize how grateful I am to be here, poised above the Claverack Creek where sun speckles in the morning on the water, where I can listen to jazz and think about the issues of the world while not dodging mortar fire or bombs from above.

Letter From New York 03 02 2016 The future keeps arriving…

March 3, 2016

On the nights before the days I teach, not only do I set my iPhone alarm, I also set my clock radio.  I want to be sure I am up in plenty of time to get myself centered, caffeinated and to gather everything I need for class.

Since I taught today, the clock radio went off, loudly, and the very first thing I heard this morning was “Trump.”  Loudly, gratingly, irritatingly…  The moment I heard his name I knew he had won big last night and I shuddered, hit the snooze alarm and buried myself underneath my pillow.

Trump did win big last night.  On the way to class I purchased copies of the New York Times, The New York Post, The Albany Times Union and our local Register-Star.  I broke the class up into four groups, giving each group a copy of the four papers and asked them to judge them against the points that Rex Smith had made about the ethics of journalism.

Not surprisingly, perhaps, the New York Times got the best reviews for objectivity, followed by the Albany Times – Union.  One of the students pointed out that in the New York Post, owned by Rupert Murdoch, that all the coverage of the Republicans was in color and had more pages than they gave for the Democrats, whose coverage was all in black and white.  Very interesting…

The poor Register Star didn’t really even register.  It had almost no coverage of Super Tuesday.

Hillary Clinton won but not as decisively as her supporters would have liked.  She battered Bernie but didn’t knock him out.  Yesterday did make his march to the nomination more difficult and possibly impossible.  Hillary won Massachusetts, which had been expected to go to Bernie.

Mitt Romney, the 2012 Republican candidate, is expected to give a speech shortly about the 2016 race.  He has been very hard on Trump in his Twitter feed of late.  It will be interesting to hear what he has to say on Thursday.  I didn’t much like him as the Republican nominee as it seemed, to me, that he had no center which I had once thought he did.  Perhaps now that he is finished with running he will have returned to the center and will say things from his heart.

Ben Carson has signaled he may be ending his candidacy.  Ted Cruz is positioning himself as the only one who could possible beat Trump. Rubio won Minnesota, my home state, last night.  I think they thought of him as the least of all evils.

Aubrey McClendon, an energy entrepreneur in Oklahoma, died today in a fiery crash while he was speeding down a road.  Yesterday, he had been indicted.  Today he is dead.  It will take two weeks to figure out what really happened.  He was fifty-six.  He was accused of rigging bids.

Astronaut Scott Kelly returned to earth today after nearly a year in orbit.  He has an identical twin brother, also an astronaut, and NASA is attempting to find out just what a year in space does to a person.  They are thinking toward Mars.  Pretty amazing, don’t you think? 

The UN has imposed the severest sanctions on North Korea in twenty years as a result of its continuing to develop nuclear weapons and delivery systems.  From what I have observed and certainly I am not a foreign policy expert, it’s the people of North Korea who will suffer and there is no way I can see they will push for a regime change.  The pudgy little dictator of North Korea will still find ways to get his delicacies while his people resume eating grass.

The Pentagon has begun using Special Forces to capture IS leaders.  They have had one success and aim for more.  But the Pentagon doesn’t want to get back into the prisoner business so after questioning, the IS individual will be turned over to the Iraqis. 

The evening is coming to a close.  The dryer has just buzzed, announcing that the last load of clothes has been finished.  The only sound I hear now is the ticking of an old clock that my parents had which one of their parents had.  I think of it as the heart of the house, ticking time away, each moment taking us further into the future, which none of us can know.

I have some friends who live down in the Caribbean. I am tempted to ask them what it would take for me to go there should Trump become President.