Isolation

Last night my niece and her husband had some of us ancient family members over for an excellent dinner and conversation. We met their new puppy. They offered to go shopping and deliver food for us.  It is beginning to sink into me how isolated many of us over 70 or 80 should be in the coming months. We have to hole up and try to outlast the tRumpvirus. 

Of course, when you elect yet another obviously impaired person to serve as the leader of western civilization, you likely expect bumps in the road. Perhaps the oddest feature of the tRumpvirus is that it targets tRump voters the hardest while sparing children of color. I do not believe in karma or that Mary was a virgin, but. . . . 

Meanwhile the nation's hard decisions (what must be shut down in our economy and social lives) are being made by people like the baseball commissioner. We get little of use from the White Shack.