I Don’t Understand…

Morning/afternoon/evening…

…Am I missing the outrage here? In my old, cornfield mind, I don’t understand the anger about selling beds to the company that is operating the detention centers. Anger about the condition of said centers…got it… It is a whole other package of anger, about whether the undocumented/illegal/refugee thing… but, in the small picture, so to speak, Wayfair employees cranked about selling beds, so at least the refugees/illegals/undocumented can sleep, is, a bit odd.. a plus/plus situation… Wayfair makes money selling beds. people get to sleep in beds. the rest of it, is a totally different argument….
Or, am I missing something…..? Just talking about the sell beds, so people can sleep on them… the rest is an argument I do not want to have, here…

Thanks you, as always, New York Times, for a great source of news…

 

 

Beloved’s Birthday

My lovely wife had a birthday. We celebrated it in low key fashion. Local travel, dining, shopping, friends, and whatever she wanted. That’s how it should be… As the celebrant wishes…
I am the lucky one, though. She is the gift in my life, that makes it worth living. Her sparkle, passion for life, creativity, intelligence, and talent. It’s her day, but my gift of her….

Sort of a reverse Gift of the Magi….