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After The Election
Think in the Morning has been blogging a bit less recently. The steady Caw! Caw! Caw!of the ravens followed by their throaty gurgling croaks announces Fall, our favorite time of the year. Cooler and overcast weather and the first rains make for a perfect reading...
The Paucity of Debate
Anyone who knows of the Mendocino Whale War, expertly documented and photographed by Mendocino's Nicholas Wilson, knows that Donald Trump is not Byrd Baker, not even close. Byrd Baker, quirky, odd, funny, compassionate, a character for sure, was a true Mendocino...
The High Muckety Mucks And The Hoi Polloi
Over three years ago we wrote about The Complexity Of Hypocrisy In The Age Of Donald Trump. For those of us who value honesty, decency and courage things have only deteriorated since then. Those who believe in American democracy watch in horror as the Republican...
Marriage of Convenience
Donald Trump won. I’m not talking about the election. I think it will be closer than the polls predict but I have no particular insight. Some are predicting a blue wave Biden blowout. Maybe. Who knows?What I mean by Donald Trump won is that for all practical...
Us and Them
A song for today, Labor Day 2020, pre-election season, during a pandemic. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=nYAYn7pyues In an interview, Roger Waters shared the significance of each verse:The first verse is about going to war, how on the front line we don't get much...
Politics
For the next two months, politics will dominate the news. Think in the Morning has put our heads together to come up with a few comments based on our perception of politics in America today. This is not a scholarly tome. It is simply a list of anecdotal...
Fate
Free will, it’s a bitch. John Milton, The Devil’s Advocate (movie)I'm no puppeteer … I don't make things happen. Doesn't work like that … Free will, it's like butterfly wings–one touch and it never gets off the ground. I only set the stage; you pull your own...
Children’s Story: Oscar The Worm To The Rescue
Once upon a time on Pops Diddlyops farm there lived a chicken, Mrs. Hen, a rooster, Mr. Cock, and a worm called Oscar. Oscar liked to squiggle around in the soft loamy soil outside the chicken pen. One day, Oscar poked his head out of the soil to see what he could...
Children’s Story: Rumplescowlson
When Marcus’s mother took him with her to town to buy groceries, Marcus was disgusted by an old man outside the store. The man’s face was all twisted, his nose was scrunched up like a giant raisin, his pants were rumpled and torn, his socks were mismatched and his...
Children’s Story: Horace Cucumber
Though you hurry away, it’s a brief delay:three scattered handfuls of earth will free you. Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus) * Horace Cucumber rolled down the steep garden path of John Winthrop’s hillside garden ripping off pieces of his green skin on the sharp...
Children’s Story: The Day Of Choose Your Own Color
“Good Gracious!” said Millicent. It was what she always said when she was surprised or shocked. “Look at that blue pig.”Her little brother Franco stood beside their mother dressed in his blue shorts and green shirt. He had on his brown shoes. It was a good thing...
Children’s Story: Bebop and Beezie Visit the Land of Manynuts
Bebop and Beezie lived in a tree. They were red apples that grew up together from the time they were tiny buds. You might think it would be fun to grow up in a tree, or maybe you think it would not be fun at all. Whatever you think, Bebop and Beezie had no choice....