...the news. A few musings, but not a celebration.

What a strange day yesterday was. 

Good things: my book review was accepted (and it's up online this morning), I found pants that fit at TJMaxx, the weather was lovely, I bought gourmet baked goods from Wolferman's on sale, I slept well...

and the former president of the United States was found guilty on all charges. He is now a convicted felon.

(He was already guilty in the E. Jean Carroll trial. And he's facing yet more music in Georgia.)

This is not political. This is about decency, honesty, integrity, and how we go about our lives in a public sphere. The slimy, seamy, sordid details aside, using money, power, and influence to hoodwink the electorate --US-- is what was under the microscope. Is this what we, as Americans, have become? Either users or the used? Blindly obedient to scum-sucking power mongers? 

I surely hope not. Congress had its chance to dispose of their damaged goods --twice-- but they did not. We can only assume that they thought he'd go quietly into retirement (as if).  It took the fine folks of NY to do it. They upheld their legal responsibility. 

O yes, the butt-kissers and sycophants are all chanting the Old Lies, but the bottom line is that a jury of people just like you and me, a jury accepted by his own lawyers as acceptable to pass judgment, took just under ten hours of deliberation to return their verdict. It was of whole cloth: all 34 counts. 

I am not celebrating or gloating. The fact that it has come to this smelly situation is embarrassing, really. Americans are supposed to be better than this; our national image is tarnished, and we'd better get out the polish. 

Maybe we are getting a little tired of this reality show. I certainly do not want to see re-runs.

Have a good day,

C