Strangers in the night

I had a party to go to last Thursday night. It was mid-afternoon when I realized I should probably book a taxi (not an Uber fan) in advance, it being Christmas party season and all — when anyone with even half a brain leaves their car at home.

When I got downstairs there was no sign of the cab, which is very unusual — at least in my experience, especially when I’ve reserved one. Seems there was a fire somewhere — the concierge said it was in a subway, although I haven’t been able to verify that. But wherever it was, it was playing havoc with the traffic and cabs were in demand.

But I did notice a man standing outside, with a suitcase, also waiting. Not wanting him to take my cab, I sidled up to him and asked if he Continue reading

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Feeling hopeful … hopefully … ?

It started last Friday with the news that Mike Flynn had pleaded guilty to lying to the FBI and was cooperating with the Mueller investigation.

“Be still my heart,” I thought, “this could be big.” “Big,” because the Mueller team has a lot of evidence on a lot of Flynn’s wrongdoing; and they could have indicted him on much more serious crimes. Crimes that would have carried a long, long jail term — thirty years or more.

And so, I thought — hoped — if Mueller was willing to pass that up and settle for a much lesser charge — one that would carry a much shorter jail term — then he (Flynn) must have some pretty powerful evidence on a much bigger fish. A Continue reading

Losing it …

As you may have noticed (or maybe not), I am trying desperately to steer clear of writing about U.S. politics. Aside from the fact that it’s stressful and aggravating, there doesn’t seem to be any point to it. It changes nothing.

Hence all my recent trips down memory lane.

Sadly, though, even if I am trying my best to remain silent on the subject, no one else is.

There doesn’t seem to be any escaping “45”, his (insert swear word here) family, his cronies, his partners in crime, his sycophants, his tweets and  Continue reading