Because suspicion always haunts the guilty mind, I took a walk this cold and sloppy and ugly morning. I have to see my doctor soon (just a regular checkup) and because I like the guy (a Navy man) I'm trying to shape up so he will be less disappointed in me. He's a straight-talker, knows we all owe a debt to God, so he's never panics, just asks me if I prefer living more days or fewer. I say more. Well, then drink more V8, walk more, and drag another fat man out for racquetball from time to time, says he, or can't you do that? Am I asking for too much? So I had a nice quiet walk, showered, made strong coffee, lit up a Fonseca 10-10, and pondered the world. Tiring of the bad press reports coming out of Haiti, I read the papers (on Kindle) and sun light entered the cave. Even the L.A. Times
reports that the Dems are on the edge of the abyss in the Bay State. (Also see Boston Globe
, NY Times
). That this is going to happen the day before Obama celebrates (?!) his first year in office might be attributed to bad fortune, or to good. And it will happen in the most Democratic of states, the one with the late Senator wedded to nationalizing health care? But what is certain in all these news stories in which ordinary folk's opinion are featured is that they know what to do when their opinion is being ignored and justice is no longer abstract and it looks like the great ax will fall. Can Obama turn it around with a day trip? I doubt it.