The turkey is brined and in the oven, the dressing is ready to go in, and friends are coming over. I’m thankful for my health at an age I always figured as a kid would be OLD, friends in the space community, and the fact that things I’ve been hoping for for decades in space may finally be on the verge of happening. I’m also thankful that Jared gets another shot at running NASA. Finally, I’m thankful for my faithful readers, some of whom have become old friends, in both senses of the word, and some of whom we’ve lost over the years, but I always welcome new ones.
I’m less thankful for the Lions, but they’re not completely out of it yet.
I was reasonably well educated in the 60s and early 70s, but I was in one of the best educational systems in the country at the time, thanks to Charles Stewart Mott, and even then, I could see that a lot of my cohorts weren’t doing that well.
It was 62 years ago today. I think it was sometime after 911 that I noticed that the anniversary was no longer noted by the media. When I was younger, it was always commemorated; it was one of those “what were you doing when it happened” things, but the event is now long outside the lived memory of most people.
One of the irritating things about the immigration debate is the conflation of opposition to immigration per se, and opposition to the unrestricted flooding of the country with people who have been completely unvetted, and many of whom are coming not for American opportunity but rather government handouts, and many of whom hate America (e.g., Somalians in Minnesota).