So, it took a blizzard. That broke through the Trumpism trance.
For those of us who still have to do business (I have an 11 A.M. meeting with a prospect) we can't focus any attention on the Trumpettes. Not those in D.C. Not those still hanging out in New York.
Life goes back to survival. And, little things, of course. Should I bring my high heels along in my attache case? Or, the heck with it?
The dog doesn't want to do his business out there. So, there's no telling what I will return home to. And I'm not counting on doing that on schedule. Roads could be closed down.
Meanwhile, I gathered up the dollars and loose change around the house. My heart goes soft for those with no home. Both humans and animals. Why can't the American brand of capitalism provide for them?
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