When Barack Obama overtook Hillary Clinton for the Democratic nomination in 2008 many in politics asked how this freshman senator from Illinois could possibly be an effective president with so little experience.
We might, now, have the answer.
Not very easily.
What Obama lacks is that one quality Hillary has. She has been in the fray, both in Arkansas, and in Washington, for many years. She knows how the game is played and is under no illusion that there could ever be anything other than partisan politics, let alone "post-partisan politics" as Obama assured us.
He came to Washington with a child's fantasy that, by just being nice, he could get things done.
He quickly found out that the Republicans are not living in a fantasy world and were going to be anything but nice.
Time and again he tried to reach out to the Republicans and time and again they rejected his overtures. They co-opted Nancy Reagan and just said "no." Their stated objective, even on the night of his first victory, was to deny him a second term. They would do whatever it took to thwart him.
Despite that level of opposition Obama did manage to score some victories. He saved the economy (barel...y) with his stimulus and he kept the automakers from going out of business. He stopped "Don't Ask, Don't Tell", killed Osama Bin Laden and brought an end to our day to day involvement in Iraq.
And, much to the consternation of the Republicans, he was able to pass The Affordable Care Act and provide health care to millions of uninsured Americans.
But Obama is not a stupid man and he seems to have learned from his first term mistakes and acquired some of that experience that Hillary would have had on Day One.
This time around, in this latest crisis in Washington, it was Obama who said "no." The Republicans sent him a bill to fund the government with an amendment to defund his signature legislation.
He told them to go to hell. He said that he would not be blackmailed and would not allow the country to be taken hostage.
The Republicans thought he would cave and were surprised when he didn't. The country was partially shutdown at a cost of some 24 billion dollars.
Then came the tie-in to the debt ceiling. Again the Republicans thought Obama would give in but he held tough and, again, refused to waiver.
And it was the Republicans who were forced to cave in to the stark reality that allowing the country to default on its' Constitutional obligations would not only harm The Republic in a time of a fragile economic recovery but would damage their "brand", possibly irreparably.
It is because of all of the above that I find it laughably ludicrous for some Republicans to claim that it is because of President Obama that the government was closed and that veterans couldn't visit their monuments and that military families couldn't get their survivor's benefits among many other stories of hardship surfacing as a result of the closure.
It was not Obama that caused the problem. It was the Republicans led by the despicable, opportunistic Ted Cruz of Texas.
He knew, after 40 plus attempts in the past to defund Obamacare, a lost election run, in large part, on that issue and a Supreme Court ruling upholding the law, that his attempt to hijack the funding bill was a non-starter and a no-win.
Obama may be arrogant and aloof and a progressive liberal. He may be in favor of legislation that will expand entitlements and grow our insane national debt.
He may be a black man in a white political world and he may have an agenda beyond what we see.
He may have disappointed many, this writer included.
It is okay to dislike him, even to hate him.
But it is disingenuous, at the very least, to suggest that it is his fault that we came so perilously close to default today and caused so many in this country so much pain and anxiety.
The Republicans, for five years, refused to play fair ball. The Republicans tied a desire to destroy Obamacare to a spending bill in an unwinnable strategy.
The Republicans say "no" and then whine when Obama says it back.
The Democrats, over the years, have been responsible for some shenanigans and some disastrous policies in Washington. That's an unfortunate given.
But when you think of what the Republicans have been responsible for over the past 40 years (Watergate, Iran-Contra, the 2000 election, The War in Iraq, The Wall Street Meltdown of '07...), the Democrats failures pale by comparison.
If Obama is responsible for anything it is for standing up to the cowards and bullies on the extreme Right.
To that I say, "It's about friggin' time...!" (I actually said the other "F" word but this is a family blog after all...)
Oh...and by the way...thank you for saving the country.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
"I Have You (sic) Answer"
One of the many wonderful lines delivered by Michael Constantine as "Gus" in My Big Fat Greek Wedding when he realized that he had the solution to a problem.
So, in that spirit, I think I have a way out of the mess in Washington.
Often when there is a problem in another country, that its' leaders seem incapable of solving, we send in one of our elder statesmen to broker a deal.
Jimmy Carter watches elections. George Mitchell goes to the Middle East. Bill Clinton and George H.W. Bush try to help in Africa.
It isn't that we don't have great men and women in this country. Putting aside politics, we have some of the brightest minds and kindest hearts around.
But so do other countries.
Nelson Mandela. Bishop Desmond Tutu. Aung San Suu Kyi. Malala Yousafzai.
These are terrific people with one predominant motivation in their lives.
Peace.
So, if the outsized egos in Washington would put aside their petty name calling and political posturing for one bloody minute maybe, just maybe, someone like those mentioned above could come in and help bridge the gap between the warring parties.
Part of the problem is that both sides have valid points in their arguments and both sides believe they are right.
The issue is finding common ground in an attempt to fix the broken mechanism of government.
No one trusts government anymore to do the business for which it was created. Politicians are considered to be untrustworthy even by the constituents that send them to office.
We are in so much dire, systemic trouble that we, collectively, hide our heads in the sands of sports, pornography and food and elevate the likes of Kim Kardashian, Miley Cyrus and Justin Beiber to the level of hero, idol and role model.
Television is full of escapist examples of our unwillingness to grapple with our real societal problems.
Instead we gorge on Wife Swap, Maury and the "Real" Housewives of Beverly Hills hoping that the morning after will bring back the Happy Days of Mayberry and Bedford Falls.
In case you were wondering, the era of Leave it to Beaver and Father Knows Best ended with the colossal failure of the sixties and we are only now feeling the true impact of the lunacy of our excesses.
We let go of the values that had helped shape this country in favor of free sex, drugs and rock and roll.
We let go of heros like Dwight Eisenhower in favor of transient imitations like Dwight Yoakum.
Eleanor Roosevelt was replaced by Hillary Clinton and Mahatma Gandhi was replaced by Bono.
People go to Washington not so much to serve the voters who trusted them to fairly represent their districts as they do to make money, gain influence and secure a job and pension for life after politics.
So maybe someone like Malala, who took a bullet for her beliefs, is the kind of person who can shame the imbeciles nattering on about Obamacare and The Shutdown Blame Game and persuade these, so-called, great men and women to actually do something equally heroic.
Their jobs.
So, in that spirit, I think I have a way out of the mess in Washington.
Often when there is a problem in another country, that its' leaders seem incapable of solving, we send in one of our elder statesmen to broker a deal.
Jimmy Carter watches elections. George Mitchell goes to the Middle East. Bill Clinton and George H.W. Bush try to help in Africa.
It isn't that we don't have great men and women in this country. Putting aside politics, we have some of the brightest minds and kindest hearts around.
But so do other countries.
Nelson Mandela. Bishop Desmond Tutu. Aung San Suu Kyi. Malala Yousafzai.
These are terrific people with one predominant motivation in their lives.
Peace.
So, if the outsized egos in Washington would put aside their petty name calling and political posturing for one bloody minute maybe, just maybe, someone like those mentioned above could come in and help bridge the gap between the warring parties.
Part of the problem is that both sides have valid points in their arguments and both sides believe they are right.
The issue is finding common ground in an attempt to fix the broken mechanism of government.
No one trusts government anymore to do the business for which it was created. Politicians are considered to be untrustworthy even by the constituents that send them to office.
We are in so much dire, systemic trouble that we, collectively, hide our heads in the sands of sports, pornography and food and elevate the likes of Kim Kardashian, Miley Cyrus and Justin Beiber to the level of hero, idol and role model.
Television is full of escapist examples of our unwillingness to grapple with our real societal problems.
Instead we gorge on Wife Swap, Maury and the "Real" Housewives of Beverly Hills hoping that the morning after will bring back the Happy Days of Mayberry and Bedford Falls.
In case you were wondering, the era of Leave it to Beaver and Father Knows Best ended with the colossal failure of the sixties and we are only now feeling the true impact of the lunacy of our excesses.
We let go of the values that had helped shape this country in favor of free sex, drugs and rock and roll.
We let go of heros like Dwight Eisenhower in favor of transient imitations like Dwight Yoakum.
Eleanor Roosevelt was replaced by Hillary Clinton and Mahatma Gandhi was replaced by Bono.
People go to Washington not so much to serve the voters who trusted them to fairly represent their districts as they do to make money, gain influence and secure a job and pension for life after politics.
So maybe someone like Malala, who took a bullet for her beliefs, is the kind of person who can shame the imbeciles nattering on about Obamacare and The Shutdown Blame Game and persuade these, so-called, great men and women to actually do something equally heroic.
Their jobs.
Friday, October 4, 2013
Quandary, Part I
Here's my dilemma...
The Tea Party makes me want to, in the words of my wonderful wife, "hurl."
Yet I understand their raison d'etre.
They contend, and their argument is not without merit, that the government is broken and needs to be replaced with either nothing or, at a minimum, less of what we have.
Given that Congress' approval rating is at about 10% it would seem that the rest of the country agrees.
But it is their methods, spokespeople and style that makes us all want to smash the TV when they're on.
They all seem like raving idiots, devoid of common sense and any inkling of empathy.
But the harsh truth is that our government IS broken and doesn't seem like it will be fixed anytime soon.
We are "led" my the Festooned Ignorami.
John Boehner? Harry Reid? Nancy Pelosi? Eric Cantor?
Please!
There isn't one single member of Congress worth a damn. The possible exceptions of Elizabeth Warren and Bernie Sanders aside, the men and women in Washington, from The President all the way through both houses, are so hell bent on re-election and scoring political points that they have completely forgotten for whom they work.
We...the friggin' PEOPLE!
They work for their corporate puppetmasters and/or their own egos and couldn't care less about the concerns and needs of average Americans.
The Public be damned...full speed ahead!
So...as much as I despise, and have no respect for, the likes of Ted Cruz, Sarah Palin, Rand Paul and Michele Bachmann I take their fundamental point.
We are in trouble and the status quo isn't getting the job done.
"...from all enemies foreign...and domestic."
Read it...it's in there.
"It ain't over 'til it's over" a wise man once said.
I'm just not sure we can Berra too much more...
The Tea Party makes me want to, in the words of my wonderful wife, "hurl."
Yet I understand their raison d'etre.
They contend, and their argument is not without merit, that the government is broken and needs to be replaced with either nothing or, at a minimum, less of what we have.
Given that Congress' approval rating is at about 10% it would seem that the rest of the country agrees.
But it is their methods, spokespeople and style that makes us all want to smash the TV when they're on.
They all seem like raving idiots, devoid of common sense and any inkling of empathy.
But the harsh truth is that our government IS broken and doesn't seem like it will be fixed anytime soon.
We are "led" my the Festooned Ignorami.
John Boehner? Harry Reid? Nancy Pelosi? Eric Cantor?
Please!
There isn't one single member of Congress worth a damn. The possible exceptions of Elizabeth Warren and Bernie Sanders aside, the men and women in Washington, from The President all the way through both houses, are so hell bent on re-election and scoring political points that they have completely forgotten for whom they work.
We...the friggin' PEOPLE!
They work for their corporate puppetmasters and/or their own egos and couldn't care less about the concerns and needs of average Americans.
The Public be damned...full speed ahead!
So...as much as I despise, and have no respect for, the likes of Ted Cruz, Sarah Palin, Rand Paul and Michele Bachmann I take their fundamental point.
We are in trouble and the status quo isn't getting the job done.
"...from all enemies foreign...and domestic."
Read it...it's in there.
"It ain't over 'til it's over" a wise man once said.
I'm just not sure we can Berra too much more...
Monday, July 1, 2013
The Buck Stops Here
I want to generously suggest a plausible reason why the student loan rate doubled today, going from 3.4% to 6.8%.
Pay attention and follow me closely here so the reason doesn't slip by in a moment of distraction.
The President's annual salary is...$400,000.00
The Vice President's annual salary is...$230,700.00
A Senator's annual salary is...$174,000.00
A Congressman's annual salary is...$174,000.00
It is no wonder that these people, all 537 of them, can engage in legislative activity that leaves most of the rest of the country reeling. They have absolutely no idea what it means to be an average American citizen.
They claim to put such a premium on education and they claim that young people are the future of the Republic.
Yet they consistently make getting an education more and more difficult.
A jump of 100% in an interest rate may not mean much to the millionaires that occupy the offices in Washington but it means a hell of a lot to average citizens, some of whom are living paycheck to paycheck (if they have a job at all...) and some of whom, despite the odds, will be the first in their family to get a college degree.
But the political class couldn't care less. They are on vacation...
Well, the Congress and the White House should be ashamed.
But if they understood the concept of shame then we wouldn't be in these fixes in the first place.
They are quick to wave the flag when people die in wildfires or school shootings or at war. They say all of the right things, mugging for the endless cameras staking out their every move and broadcasting their every word.
But they are loathe to do anything meaningful for the hard working men and women of this country who get up every morning and trudge off to work doing the right thing for themselves and their families.
These politicians were sent to Washington to represent the interests of the people.
It's too bad that the people they really represent don't really need them, other than to pass bills that benefit their narrow personal and corporate interests.
They have theirs. The rest of us can just whistle Dixie.
And we know what happened the last time Dixie got whistled.
The Civil War happened. Thousands of people died, over 51,000 at Gettysburg alone which, incidentally, took place 150 years ago today, may they rest in peace.
Who knows what lies in store for the Republic in the future. Unless we awaken from our coma and do something the future will be very bleak.
Very bleak indeed.
Happy Fourth of July...
Pay attention and follow me closely here so the reason doesn't slip by in a moment of distraction.
The President's annual salary is...$400,000.00
The Vice President's annual salary is...$230,700.00
A Senator's annual salary is...$174,000.00
A Congressman's annual salary is...$174,000.00
It is no wonder that these people, all 537 of them, can engage in legislative activity that leaves most of the rest of the country reeling. They have absolutely no idea what it means to be an average American citizen.
They claim to put such a premium on education and they claim that young people are the future of the Republic.
Yet they consistently make getting an education more and more difficult.
A jump of 100% in an interest rate may not mean much to the millionaires that occupy the offices in Washington but it means a hell of a lot to average citizens, some of whom are living paycheck to paycheck (if they have a job at all...) and some of whom, despite the odds, will be the first in their family to get a college degree.
But the political class couldn't care less. They are on vacation...
Well, the Congress and the White House should be ashamed.
But if they understood the concept of shame then we wouldn't be in these fixes in the first place.
They are quick to wave the flag when people die in wildfires or school shootings or at war. They say all of the right things, mugging for the endless cameras staking out their every move and broadcasting their every word.
But they are loathe to do anything meaningful for the hard working men and women of this country who get up every morning and trudge off to work doing the right thing for themselves and their families.
These politicians were sent to Washington to represent the interests of the people.
It's too bad that the people they really represent don't really need them, other than to pass bills that benefit their narrow personal and corporate interests.
They have theirs. The rest of us can just whistle Dixie.
And we know what happened the last time Dixie got whistled.
The Civil War happened. Thousands of people died, over 51,000 at Gettysburg alone which, incidentally, took place 150 years ago today, may they rest in peace.
Who knows what lies in store for the Republic in the future. Unless we awaken from our coma and do something the future will be very bleak.
Very bleak indeed.
Happy Fourth of July...
Thursday, June 27, 2013
The Other "N" Word
I don't use the "N" word. I know people who do though.
They range from faux-rappers to construction workers to business types. You know the first kind, the white Jewish kids from the burbs who "wanna be" and refer to one another as "N", while "cruisin'" with their "homies" in Daddy's SUV.
The second sort are the ignorami who fix the clogged drain, the faulty outlet and the dead battery.
The third type are the rich Republican country clubbers who only encounter people of color as busboys, gardeners and maybe caddies but only the latter because of Tiger Woods.
Not because of Vijay Singh or Lee Trevino, talented minorities who helped pave the way for Tiger. No, only because of Tiger because he is black. Not because of Obama because, as we all know, he was born, a Muslim, in Kenya.
So, yeah I know some folks who use the "N" word, and rather liberally at that, which is oxymoronic given the fact that racism is hardly liberal, even if it's perpetrated conservatively.
So when I read about Paula Deen I was dismayed but not shocked. I had hardly heard of her before all of this fuss about her use of the "N" word but that is because I am not a foodie and hate to watch cooks on TV.
I like to cook, although I am not that good at it and I certainly like to eat, as one view of my profile will attest, but I am bored to within an inch of my life by people pontificating about white wine reduction and imported truffles.
My one exception is Anthony Bourdain and that is because I read his excellent "Kitchen Confidential" and because I have immense respect for his "screw you" attitude.
But I must say that I think it is the epitome of hypocrisy to hold Ms. Deen accountable for behavior that is shared, and in some cases, celebrated by millions of Americans.
We delude ourselves into thinking that we have overcome racism in this country because we have twice elected a black man as president and revere black entertainers and sportsmen.
I contend that we would have elected Mickey Mouse as president when Obama ran because of the complete failure of the Bush administration. We re-elected Obama because Willard was too out of touch with main stream voters to give us a sense of confidence in his ability to lead all Americans back to the Promised Land. That doesn't even take into account the absurdity of Paul Ryan and the abject failure of the Republicans in Congress to compromise on anything.
We are a racist society regardless of the laws that have been passed and the occasional high profile success story, and I don't include Justice Thomas in that list.
So, excoriating Ms. Deen for being a racist is like excoriating Martha Stewart for being an inside trader.
We rewarded Ms. Stewart for her behavior (and prison term...) so why not Ms. Deen?
Oh, I know why.
Because inside trading is PC and using the "N" word is not.
I guess we are rather niggardly with our forgiveness then.
They range from faux-rappers to construction workers to business types. You know the first kind, the white Jewish kids from the burbs who "wanna be" and refer to one another as "N", while "cruisin'" with their "homies" in Daddy's SUV.
The second sort are the ignorami who fix the clogged drain, the faulty outlet and the dead battery.
The third type are the rich Republican country clubbers who only encounter people of color as busboys, gardeners and maybe caddies but only the latter because of Tiger Woods.
Not because of Vijay Singh or Lee Trevino, talented minorities who helped pave the way for Tiger. No, only because of Tiger because he is black. Not because of Obama because, as we all know, he was born, a Muslim, in Kenya.
So, yeah I know some folks who use the "N" word, and rather liberally at that, which is oxymoronic given the fact that racism is hardly liberal, even if it's perpetrated conservatively.
So when I read about Paula Deen I was dismayed but not shocked. I had hardly heard of her before all of this fuss about her use of the "N" word but that is because I am not a foodie and hate to watch cooks on TV.
I like to cook, although I am not that good at it and I certainly like to eat, as one view of my profile will attest, but I am bored to within an inch of my life by people pontificating about white wine reduction and imported truffles.
My one exception is Anthony Bourdain and that is because I read his excellent "Kitchen Confidential" and because I have immense respect for his "screw you" attitude.
But I must say that I think it is the epitome of hypocrisy to hold Ms. Deen accountable for behavior that is shared, and in some cases, celebrated by millions of Americans.
We delude ourselves into thinking that we have overcome racism in this country because we have twice elected a black man as president and revere black entertainers and sportsmen.
I contend that we would have elected Mickey Mouse as president when Obama ran because of the complete failure of the Bush administration. We re-elected Obama because Willard was too out of touch with main stream voters to give us a sense of confidence in his ability to lead all Americans back to the Promised Land. That doesn't even take into account the absurdity of Paul Ryan and the abject failure of the Republicans in Congress to compromise on anything.
We are a racist society regardless of the laws that have been passed and the occasional high profile success story, and I don't include Justice Thomas in that list.
So, excoriating Ms. Deen for being a racist is like excoriating Martha Stewart for being an inside trader.
We rewarded Ms. Stewart for her behavior (and prison term...) so why not Ms. Deen?
Oh, I know why.
Because inside trading is PC and using the "N" word is not.
I guess we are rather niggardly with our forgiveness then.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
There's Hope
Scenario:
I'm rushing through the supermarket to get home with dog food, juice, milk and ice cream.
I'm afraid that the ice cream will melt in the 90 degree heat.
I look for the check out line with the least amount of people. I go to the express, 12 items or less line (I have less than 12...) and queue up.
Just then a little old lady approaches. I really mean little and old. Four feet tall, at least late eighties with three or four items and her cane in the carriage.
I look at her and then I look at my ice cream. I look back at the old woman.
Hmmm...what's a Cub Scout to do.
I then offer her my place in line in the spirit of "what goes around comes around." She protests but allows me to give her my spot.
Here's where the real magic happened. The guy in front of me, around my age, with gray hair and dressed as I was in shorts and a tee shirt, sees what's going on and offers the woman his place.
She protests again but he starts emptying her carriage.
She can't get over it and is complimenting us both on being such "fine gentlemen."
The cashier starts to tally her up. She could use a special coin that the market gives out to save money on a selected item but doesn't have one. I give the cashier one of mine and the transaction continues.
The bagger puts the groceries in plastic and the woman says she'd prefer paper so I take the stuff out of the plastic and put it into some paper bags.
When the total appears on the screen and the woman is short, literally and figuratively She mumbles something about going to the car to get money from her husband but no one is paying attention. I look how much the shortfall is and if it is a buck or two I'll kick in.
It's over $15.00, a bit steep for my Samaritan impulses and, believe me, at that moment, I feel really bad and bemoan the fact that I hadn't done my homework in high school so I would have a better paying job and could afford to treat the old woman to her groceries.
But just then my compatriot jumps in! He asks the cashier how much the difference is and forks over a twenty!
The woman is embarrassed and says so but is also taken by the guy's generosity. She tries to get his address so she can send him money but he won't hear of it. She then starts to push her carriage away all the while extolling our virtues.
The guy and I shake hands and talk about the fact that what we did, he really more than I, is a lost art, a forgotten social norm.
Caring for others. Thinking of your fellow man. Helping an old lady cross the street.
We are a society of special interests whether in Washington or on Main Street. My parking space, my flowers, my kids, "my back yard." Mine, mine, mine...
When I finally checked out the girl behind the counter thanked me and said "God Bless You."
I'm not formally religious and have my questions about God but in that moment her remark felt great.
I had done a selfless thing which, in turn, prompted another to do a selfless thing which, in turn, made an old woman, in the twilight of her existence, feel like there were still people out there willing to see the good and to help and to give love.
And it is true about the Kharma thing.
The ice cream, Rocky Road by the way, made it home still, more or less, frozen and all was right with the world on a hot summer evening in Connecticut.
I'm rushing through the supermarket to get home with dog food, juice, milk and ice cream.
I'm afraid that the ice cream will melt in the 90 degree heat.
I look for the check out line with the least amount of people. I go to the express, 12 items or less line (I have less than 12...) and queue up.
Just then a little old lady approaches. I really mean little and old. Four feet tall, at least late eighties with three or four items and her cane in the carriage.
I look at her and then I look at my ice cream. I look back at the old woman.
Hmmm...what's a Cub Scout to do.
I then offer her my place in line in the spirit of "what goes around comes around." She protests but allows me to give her my spot.
Here's where the real magic happened. The guy in front of me, around my age, with gray hair and dressed as I was in shorts and a tee shirt, sees what's going on and offers the woman his place.
She protests again but he starts emptying her carriage.
She can't get over it and is complimenting us both on being such "fine gentlemen."
The cashier starts to tally her up. She could use a special coin that the market gives out to save money on a selected item but doesn't have one. I give the cashier one of mine and the transaction continues.
The bagger puts the groceries in plastic and the woman says she'd prefer paper so I take the stuff out of the plastic and put it into some paper bags.
When the total appears on the screen and the woman is short, literally and figuratively She mumbles something about going to the car to get money from her husband but no one is paying attention. I look how much the shortfall is and if it is a buck or two I'll kick in.
It's over $15.00, a bit steep for my Samaritan impulses and, believe me, at that moment, I feel really bad and bemoan the fact that I hadn't done my homework in high school so I would have a better paying job and could afford to treat the old woman to her groceries.
But just then my compatriot jumps in! He asks the cashier how much the difference is and forks over a twenty!
The woman is embarrassed and says so but is also taken by the guy's generosity. She tries to get his address so she can send him money but he won't hear of it. She then starts to push her carriage away all the while extolling our virtues.
The guy and I shake hands and talk about the fact that what we did, he really more than I, is a lost art, a forgotten social norm.
Caring for others. Thinking of your fellow man. Helping an old lady cross the street.
We are a society of special interests whether in Washington or on Main Street. My parking space, my flowers, my kids, "my back yard." Mine, mine, mine...
When I finally checked out the girl behind the counter thanked me and said "God Bless You."
I'm not formally religious and have my questions about God but in that moment her remark felt great.
I had done a selfless thing which, in turn, prompted another to do a selfless thing which, in turn, made an old woman, in the twilight of her existence, feel like there were still people out there willing to see the good and to help and to give love.
And it is true about the Kharma thing.
The ice cream, Rocky Road by the way, made it home still, more or less, frozen and all was right with the world on a hot summer evening in Connecticut.
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