It’s not enough that there is a shutdown at major airports. and no information is available on phone, email, fax. etc.  I’m leaving a US that will choose Mamdani tomorrow and there is no doubt that he is the dream candidate.  

But when I get home, without my computer, there is a stack of scandals to deal with.  Mostly on a political level, but also of a personal nature.    The tragedies are sad but inevitable.  The scandals as well.

I won’t gossip about other people – it is really not proper.  So this is about me.  As soon as I got home I ran to the health clinic to find out why my back was hurting so much that I didn’t even try to get any business done.  I limped, stood up from a chair at the speed of a sloth, and moved from bed to sofa all night.  The osteopath said it wasn’t my back, pressed all over my stomach and released gas, and I should have felt better.  However, I remembered the famous line by Jonathan Swift and realized there is a connection between my body and my spirit.  “with wind and not with wisdom big” and I spent the next day in agony, recalling Ezi’s first reaction to chemotherapy.  Fortunately I also recalled his doctor’s advice – to take gas-x and antacids every few hours.

So now I am just completely worn out and look forward to an afternoon of pleasure with my friends.