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Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
I voted for him (absentee), wish him extremely well, felt the touch of history at the whole occasion, but...
Wasn't that inauguration just a teensy bit of a shambles? Dianne Feinstein (my home state senator) storming through her speech, that completely non-non-denominational and non-inclusive prayer (there are indeed a lot of Christians in America who deserve complete respect, but there are a whole lot of others, too, millions of 'em, kind of the whole point of America, really), and then - god help us - WHAT was Aretha Franklin thinking? Can we just erase that performance out of our collective memory and remember her for the great singer she was? And then of course there was the slightly muffed oath (though I gather that was something to do with an unavoidable problem with the Chief Justice?) and a speech telling us we were all doomed.
Yes, it got better, yes, we'll all re-edit it post mortem into something inspirational and wonderful, and yes, the history of the occasion outweighed the missteps. But goodness, I'll never be able to listen to "My Country 'Tis of Thee" again...