Independence weekend
It was our most traditional July 4 in who knows how many years. The people next door fed us hot dogs, ribs, and chicken. Then they launched fireworks. The whole neighborhood put on quite a show. Samuel and Daniel twirled sparklers. Samuel dropped his, stepped on it, and burned his foot. What an ordeal that was.
No one displayed much patriotism. The neighbors told me they expect violent upheaval, sooner or later. So, their mood was: It’s party time!
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Today we saw my cousin Matthew and his family. They’re visiting from Montana.
Matthew works in academic support at a small university campus. He worries that his job’ll get DOGE-ed out of existence (or whatever the local equivalent of getting DOGE-ed is).
Not that things are better here: Indiana has passed legislation that’ll axe hundreds of public academic programs.
(See this Forbes report [free access to Forbes’s site is limited].
And see this list of items for the chopping-block.)
Anyway, perhaps Matthew, like me, has caught the apocalypticism bug, because he agreed to read Late Victorian Holocausts with me when the schedule permits. It’s nice when readers of this blog say they want to read things with me.
No one displayed much patriotism. The neighbors told me they expect violent upheaval, sooner or later. So, their mood was: It’s party time!
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
Today we saw my cousin Matthew and his family. They’re visiting from Montana.
Matthew works in academic support at a small university campus. He worries that his job’ll get DOGE-ed out of existence (or whatever the local equivalent of getting DOGE-ed is).
Not that things are better here: Indiana has passed legislation that’ll axe hundreds of public academic programs.
(See this Forbes report [free access to Forbes’s site is limited].
And see this list of items for the chopping-block.)
Anyway, perhaps Matthew, like me, has caught the apocalypticism bug, because he agreed to read Late Victorian Holocausts with me when the schedule permits. It’s nice when readers of this blog say they want to read things with me.