New Ones

Daily writing prompt
Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.

This is more difficult than I first thought. Currently, besides the usual birthday celebrations and a big Labor Day picnic we sometimes attend, it seems a couple events have the makings of tradition– our son and his family travel here from Maine for Thanksgiving, and we have Christmas morning with our other son and his family, who live only 5 miles away. Of late, a theme has been surprise visits to or from our daughter and son-in-law in Colorado. And for the last two or three years, we’ve gathered at our local son’s place for the Super Bowl.

Historically, Sunday dinner after church was a tradition for years; Christmas Eve at Mom and Dad’s with a big spread and a late church service; afternoon coffee and baked goods (we’ve come to call it fika) was a regular feature when we were visiting Mom and Dad, continued religiously by Mom after Dad died. I often still get the urge to “have a little something” mid-afternoon.

It seems like we’re less bound by traditions anymore, or maybe we’re just starting new ones that haven’t really settled in yet.

Releasing the Hounds

Before leaving office, Biden offered preemptive pardons to Anthony Fauci, Mark Milley, and others. I guess I understand the need, given that Donald Trump has spent so much time making threats and promising retribution for perceived slights and wrongdoing by these faithful public servants. And he now appears to be having his way in tailoring the machinations of governance to his liking.

Which brings us to this sad place: Trump has turned around and pardoned 1500 of the January 6 insurrectionists, including the leaders of the Proud Boys and Oathkeepers, who are by no means remorseful, having seen the error of their ways. They’re still as angry as ever and vowing retribution.

Abuse of power, taken to a whole new level, making a shambles of the rule of law. An almost negligible majority of Americans voted for this?

Options

Daily writing prompt
What do you enjoy doing most in your leisure time?

Being retired, I suppose I have nothing but leisure time. If I had to pick one thing, and conditions allowed, I’d probably give a nod to being out on a golf course somewhere.

In reality, there are several things that vie for top spot– taking a day trip, even if it’s just doing errands and having a meal out; working on a project of some sort, whether woodworking or cleaning and rearranging; visiting with family, near and far; playing the piano; working in our small yard, mowing grass, keeping things looking cared for; reading; putting a puzzle together; cooking; as much as I swear off such a thing at times, checking the newsfeed on my iPad; and sitting still, taking in the sights and sounds of an average day.

Wintry Fun

Daily writing prompt
Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.

The Eagles Mere toboggan slide. It’s weather-dependent, of course, because hundreds of 12-inch thick slabs of ice are needed for the run itself, and it ends on a lake that has to be thick enough to support the weight of many riders.

This winter, folks are actually talking as if it might happen. Fifty seconds of exhiliration, a quarter-mile long. A tradition since the early 1900s.

Hints of Normalcy

Commanders-Eagles; Bills-Chiefs. My vote is for Eagles-Bills. But if Mahomes is healthy enough, KC will most likely get the chance to win 3 Super Bowls in a row. And Jayden Daniels is already performing like a seasoned veteran, so… who knows?

And who really cares? I guess, right now, we could use the diversion—take our minds off of Trump for a few hours.

There’s always the chance he finds a way to ruin the vibe by demanding some face time, though… saying or doing the next wtf thing, like commandeering the halftime show so he can sign a few more executive orders and hold ’em up like trophies.

Scrutiny

On the one hand, a nave full of parishioners waiting to hear the sermon might be confused or disappointed when they recognize that the pastor is speaking to an audience of one—some guy in the front row who, for some reason, she mentions by title.

On the other hand, it’s a sign of the times that Bishop Budde singled out Trump in her remarks at a recent service at the Washington National Cathedral.

Yes, it is unusual, even unorthodox and uncouth, for a preacher to speak directly to one person in the congregation. But, once again, how many opportunities are we gonna get to put Trump on the spot, call him on his craziness, remind him of the dark paths he’s always choosing?

Oh, Trump has already demanded an apology, because of course he has. But he has to expect the occasional rebuff of his recklessness, his coldness, his ignorance and complicity in following someone else’s marching orders. He deserves everything he gets, in the way of pushback.

He should expect the opposite of carte blanche at just about every turn.

Another Mug Shot

Trump’s official photo says it all. “Fear me,” it says. Menacing and ridiculous at the same time.

It’s the face of a spurned bully, a person with a chip on his shoulder, returning to exact revenge. Someone on a mission to wreak havoc, to intimidate, to burn everything down, to wield a pen and sign executive orders, as if it’s that simple.

We knew it would come to this. Many of us knew.

Foot Wounds Galore

How can Trump sit at a desk and sign a piece of paper and unilaterally nullify our membership in the World Health Organization? Has he given any thought to the ramifications? Is there any allowance for follow-up responses from people who might think this is a bad idea? Is it always only transactional, only about the money? Is this one of the ways we trim $2 trillion from the budget? Seems, at the very least, short-sighted and ill-advised.

But this is what he does, and he’s just getting started.  

No Mooching

Daily writing prompt
If you could make your pet understand one thing, what would it be?

If I had a pet, most likely a dog, I would try to impress upon it that I don’t want it hanging around the dinner or breakfast or lunch table waiting for a handout. Nor would a countertop heist or nosing through the trash can be acceptable.

I realize dogs and cats and others would eat all day if we let them, but there’s always been something about this that truly annoys me. Maybe it’s that I feel like the animal really only has a one-track mind, only cares about us as providers of food, and any emotional attachment is one-sided, mere projection on our part. It’d be nice if that wasn’t true.