Frustrations with how low our country has fallen with Trump at the helm has caused me to continue on with artist books started back in his first term. Here are some from those years of thinking it was a temporary condition of pure idiocy.
So now another finished. Spin the dial and see where he ends up….straight jacket or prison. This was very satisfying.
Next are ten of his favored sycophants going from red ties to orange prison garb and sliding behind bars. Seven men and three women is just the tip of the iceberg. But this week seems some of his clinging originals are jumping ship. Not sure any of us with a brain are wanting their company.
Reminds me of the poem from last year that I wrote…actually two come to mind.
Here and There
I will stay over here
on the side of knowing
that those over there
have made the wrong choice.
and this one…
Retribution
I tried to search for some relief
to ease my growing, bruising grief,
brought on by how you choose to see
a world that once was shared with me.
When we tally up the total cost
of all we hoped for … now lost,
don’t come to me when you understand
and think I will extend a hand.
This past week the fabric dyed at the basket conference in Tasmania arrived. Thank you so much Aukje. It is lovely and I will definitely add some to my Gathering Book.
It is so exciting to get an envelope with an Australian stamp in my mailbox. This bit of silk was resist dyed using gum nuts tied tightly before going into the bath.
It is almost three o’clock and I think a wine is warranted. Spending the day taking trump to justice and snipping around the heads of his pathetic cabinet members is exhausting. Each one of them appears to be hopelessly stupid or horifyingly cruel. One thing for sure, each is decidedly richer for licking his boots.
I will post the book when I finish it next week.
Wine is calling…maybe something stronger!
Oh yes. A small follow up on my search for new audio books from Libby. The Peter Robinson English mysteries are read mostly by James Langton. I had to look this narrator up to see his background. Evidently he is quite the acclaimed reader. But that seems only to be true when he takes on the voices of characters in conversations. All, and I do mean all, the lines in between are read to the tune of…”you are getting sleepy”. So imagine…” he bent down and slowly slit her throat.” The good thing is Robinson wrote several whodunits. The bad thing is Langton is going to read to me as I knock out 8,000 steps per day.
And one more bit of good news. Jane Harper, favorite Australian thriller writer, has a new book, but not in audio just yet. More suggestions will be most welcome as different Libby sources have different books available.
Okay, the bar is waiting with offerings…must pick just one! Then a frozen pizza for dinner.
Til later…