Published February 24, 2022 by Nan Mykel


“I woke up this morning with freedom on my mind…”  In reality I woke up this morning with war on my mind, and a feeling that humanity has regressed — maybe that evolution  has touched third base and has turned around?   I remember the Age of Aquarius and how this century was going to blossom into love, spirit.  and miracles, not neighbor turning on neighbor and some neighbors turning on democracy.

Then I’m taking myself to task for having emotionally all but ignored the plight of the — how many is it now–refugees  in the world already.  It’s just closer to home now, in our face.   This in-the-wings planetary war finds us in a trough almost totally  pig-snorting and bereft of honesty and other ethical sensitivity.  Hats off to the sterling exceptions, but  by no means the majority.

I know I’m old and….what is it called, an outlier....and it’s much too late for hand wringing.  Is our newly created  space force not only reality but another harbinger of things to come?  I’m hand wringing I know and lucky if anyone is still reading, but… Sounds like “Yes, but…”  to me, I know.

Let’s see, how can I recapture your attention?  I wish there was still something to realistically pray to.  The Marxist visionaries haven’t done much better, have they?  Has that dream of equality (for some}  not ended with its leaders personally profiting, their riches in a clandestine bank offshore?*

Oh, I know:  I haven’t had my coffee yet.



*See Diane Ravitch’s blog today for Putin’s wealth.

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