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Sunday Morning Open Thread

by Anne Laurie|  February 22, 20267:31 am| 249 Comments

This post is in: Local Races, Nature, Open Threads, Science & Technology

Now for something completely different:
This is too cool

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— Lady with an opinion (@ladymitopinion.bsky.social) February 20, 2026 at 4:57 PM

For you birders, ICYMI…

The return of the Hell Heron. How every modern Heron imagines itself. 1/2 ??
A UChicago-led team unearthed ‘Spinosaurus mirabilis,’ Hell Heron, a fish-eating giant and the first new species of its kind in a century, where nothing like it was supposed to exist
news.uchicago.edu/story/hell-h…

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— EveryHeron ?? (@everyheron.bsky.social) February 20, 2026 at 4:26 AM

“I envision this dinosaur as a kind of ‘hell heron’ that had no problem wading on its sturdy legs into two meters of water but probably spent most of its time stalking shallower traps for the many large fish of the day,” Sereno said. 2/2

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— EveryHeron ?? (@everyheron.bsky.social) February 20, 2026 at 4:26 AM

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It’s hardly an unbiased source, but on the other hand, I doubt many of you read Puck, so for entertainment purposes only — Abby Livingston, “Is Jasmine Crockett Even Trying to Win in Texas?”

By every conventional standard, Rep. Jasmine Crockett is running an underwhelming Senate primary campaign. Her Democratic rival, State Rep. James Talarico, has outraised her by a two-to-one margin; she’s getting swamped on television by Talarico ads; and she reportedly did not have a formal campaign manager as late as this month. And that was before Stephen Colbert publicly accused his CBS bosses of yanking his interview with Talarico, creating a Streisand effect that funneled national attention and another $2.5 million to his campaign. (The interview currently has more than 7 million views on YouTube.) In the aftermath, the pro-Talarico social media contingent was all but ready to stick a fork in Crockett’s Senate ambitions.

But Texans on the ground aren’t so sure. Talarico’s headline advantages notwithstanding, there’s enough credible private and public polling to suggest that Crockett could overcome them and win the primary on March 3. One recent poll showed Crockett up by eight points (with a four-point margin of error). “The fundamentals of the race have not corresponded or correlated with the public polling,” said a Texas Democrat. “Even squinting at them, I can’t really draw a picture of what’s happening in the race.”…

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For his part, Talarico boasts formidable campaign strengths. Having burst into the national consciousness with a Joe Rogan interview last summer, the young seminarian has managed to out-fundraise even Cornyn, a former N.R.S.C. chairman, pulling in $13 million over the course of the race, as reported earlier this month. (He recently reported a $1.5 million cash-on-hand advantage over Crockett.) The campaign and its allied groups have deployed these resources in a massive TV buy, booking $15.3 million in ads, according to AdImpact. Team Crockett has booked only $2.8 million. “She’s not spending to the level she would need to win,” said an unaligned Democratic strategist who handles TV buys. “I’m not saying she can’t win, but I’m saying the conventional wisdom is you cannot be this silent on the airwaves.”…

Still, there are serious operatives and officeholders in both parties who believe Crockett is on track to win the nomination. The polling has been all over the place, with each candidate in the lead depending on where you turn. That’s partly because there’s no recent historical precedent for a competitive Texas Democratic primary that could help predict turnout. Yes, there are signs that the unpredictable Hispanic voting bloc and suburban white women are migrating back to Democrats. But even the smartest strategists concede that they’re making educated guesses on polling samples, and nobody really knows who will show up to vote on March 3.

Crockett’s hypothetical path to victory would depend on consolidating the Black vote behind her in the big cities and East Texas, combined with other support derived from the high name recognition she’s built up over the years as one of the most bombastically engaged House Democrats on social media. (Lest we forget her 2024 “bleach blonde bad built butch body” comment about Marjorie Taylor Greene, Crockett sells merch with the quote.) The entire reason Talarico is spending all this money, after all, is to introduce himself to Texas Democratic primary voters—something that public polling suggests Crockett has already accomplished. Crockett’s own internal poll from the outset of her launch showed she had 82 percent name ID among Democratic voters, which tracks with internal polling I’m hearing about from other camps.

But can awareness, social media stardom, and a strong Black vote help Crockett overcome the millions of dollars being spent against her on television, digital advertising, and direct mail? The Crockett camp did not comment for this story, but for many outside operatives closely watching this race, Crockett’s campaign is a test of whether the traditional fundamentals of Democratic campaigns still hold in a post-Trump, post-television, social media–inflected era. If she does pull off a victory, it would be a historic development indeed.

Another potential harbinger of Democratic politics to come is the ferocity of online infighting—not so much between Crockett and Talarico, themselves, but among their supporters. State-based and national influencers are building followings in part around their superfandom of candidates, almost like political analogs to Swifties and K-pop stans. Unverified gossip and unsubstantiated personal attacks that have nothing to do with policy show up daily on Threads, TikTok, and X. “I wish this was treated with a little more seriousness,” said a native Texas Dem watching the race from Washington…

These jabs are child’s play compared to what the Republicans will throw at the eventual nominee. (Talarico has referred to God as “nonbinary”; Crockett’s greatest hits reel includes calling Texas Gov. Greg Abbott, who uses a wheelchair, “Governor Hot Wheels,” though she has insisted it wasn’t a reference to his disability.) But given that Crockett and Talarico served in the state government together, and that there will be five months to heal before the general election really kicks off, there’s some confidence that whichever candidate wins on March 3 will be capable of uniting Texas Democrats.

Influencers, though, may not be so inclined to reconcile, given the incentives for conflict online. “What we are seeing in the Texas primary, with the fight between the influencers and not the just candidates, is a precursor to the 2028 election,” said Amanda Litman, the president of Run for Something. “The attention is going to be on influencers, who you cannot control and should not control, but who have a huge megaphone. People should be preparing themselves for how fucking terrible it will be.”…

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Monday Morning Open Thread: New Week, Same… Stories

by Anne Laurie|  September 22, 20255:55 am| 238 Comments

This post is in: Foreign Affairs, Nature, Resistance to Trump

The brawny bruins on the Alaska Peninsula are ready to brawl it out to see which will win this year’s fattest bear title in the wildly popular annual online voting contest known as Fat Bear Week.

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— The Associated Press (@apnews.com) September 21, 2025 at 10:00 AM

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The Taliban government rejected U.S. President Donald Trump’s bid to retake Bagram Air Base, four years after America’s chaotic withdrawal from Afghanistan left the sprawling military facility in the Taliban’s hands.

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— The Associated Press (@apnews.com) September 22, 2025 at 3:30 AM

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Tom Massie, libertarian & all-purpose gadfly:

GOP lawmaker shares clip of Charlie Kirk calling for Epstein files during his memorial – Raw Story www.rawstory.com/thomas-massi…

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— Sue Stone (@knittingknots.bsky.social) September 21, 2025 at 8:07 PM

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August ’49, West Montana, Hottest Day on Record and the Forest Tinder Dry: The 76th Anniversary of the Mann Gulch Tragedy

by Adam L Silverman|  August 5, 20255:05 pm| 42 Comments

This post is in: Nature, Open Threads, Silverman on Security

Image of the monument to the 13 smokejumpers killed in the Mann Gulch fire. On the left is the list of their names and their hometowns. On the right is a a statue of the suiot of a smokejumper's torso. It is empty to signify the loss of the 13 smokejumpers.

(Image of the Mann Gulch Monument)

I am breaking containment to one additional post today. Do not get used to it.

Today is the seventy-sixth anniversary of the Mann Gulch fire and I think it is deserving of a post. The primary source material for this is Norman McLean’s excellent Young Men and Fire. I also ran down some of the after action reports (AARs) that McLean references, as well as some much later reporting regarding maintenance of the monuments

This one is for Raven as he’s the one that got me hooked on this history. It’s all his fault!

Sign at the Gates of the Mountains delineating the history of the Mann Gulch fire that took the lives of 13 smokejumpers on 5 August 1949.

(Image of the Mann Gulch Fire sign)

In August 1949 the US Forest Service and its smoke jumpers found themselves completely stretched to the breaking point. And something did actually break. On 5 AUG the remaining 15 available smoke jumpers were mobilized as a result of a wild fire that had resulted from a lightning strike in what is now the Gates of the Mountains. They took the last available C-47 and were led by Wag Dodge. With the exception of the two youngest smoke jumpers, they were all WW II paratrooper vets. One of the smoke jumpers got sick/got the vapors on the flight onto the objective and did not jump. There was also a former smoke jumper, who was now working as a ranger and fire guard because his mother was worried being a smoke jumper was too dangerous, who was already on site working the fire as he’d deployed from his ground station.

This tragedy is an example of small team operations breakdown. At the time of the Mann Gulch fire, smoke jumping teams were not formalized units where every team was made up of a specific set of members. Rather, each team was formed ad hoc with the senior person available on the roster as the foreman and jump master and however many fire fighters were needed simply selected in order on the available list. The available list were the smoke jumpers that had not just come off working a fire and were considered “fresh” and available to work a fire. The team that jumped into Mann Gulch had never worked together as a team, they’d never worked with Dodge, one of the most experienced smoke jumpers in the service at the time. Only two – the two youngest – actually knew each other well as they’d been assigned to do work together around the smoke jumper’s headquarters and camp. In short, there was no team or unit cohesion because the teams were all ad hoc. This is the first critical failure leading to the tragedy.

When they jumped in, their equipment pallet’s parachute didn’t open, it crashed, and the radio, among other things, was destroyed. So they had no way to call for help. This meant that the fire guard had to hike back off the objective to his station to radio in. It also meant there was no way for anyone outside Mann Gulch to reach the team on the ground. After reviewing McLean’s book and the AARs, my professional opinion, with full hindsight as someone who led a small team in OIF 2008, is this was the point where Dodge should have immediately hiked his men out of Mann Gulch. Their comms were down and could not be restored. They were isolated. They already knew there were no other available assets to assist even if they could get a message out. At that point the first priority is to protect your people. This was the second critical failure.

After landing Dodge assessed the fire, decided it was not to serious, but also was bothered by something he couldn’t articulate. He brought his deputy and the fire guard to take a second look, they didn’t see anything out of order, and, as a result, Dodge determined they could fight it. He declared it a 24 hour fire, meaning they’d work it in bits over a 24 hour period, which would qualify them for overtime. Dodge was, by all accounts including that of his widow, an exceedingly self contained and taciturn individual. He didn’t bounce what he found off about the fire off of his deputy or the fire guard, he just compartmentalized it, and moved forward. Dodge deciding to ignore what his experience and expertise were telling him – that something was off with the fire – was the third critical mistake leading to mission failure.

At the same time all of this was happening, the Forestry Service was actually trying to reach Dodge and his team as they were out of contact/couldn’t be raised on the radio. Which was because the radio broke when the parachute for the pallet it was on didn’t open.When they couldn’t be raised, someone hiked in to the fire guard’s station and left a note on his door that he never got because he was in Mann Gulch fighting the fire. The Forest Service then tried to pull in additional resources through memorandums of understanding (MOUs) and memorandums of agreement (MOAs) with other agencies. However, they were rebuffed on the basis that the MOUs and MOAs didn’t allow for ad hoc support. They then started going bar by bar in Helena trying to recruit anyone willing and semi-sober enough to provide support. Eventually they wound up with a group of volunteers, but by then it was too late as they had to be transported by truck and then boat. This was the fourth critical mission failure. Ad hoc agreements and unclear MOUs/MOAs and interagency disputes are not a problem until they are!

As Dodge and his team started working the fire they had their backs to the Missouri River working side hill. The fire eventually blew up/flashed over and got behind them and then roared up slope picking up speed and strength. At this point it was a foot race: “200 yards to safety, death was 50 yards behind.” Dodge, acting on what McLean and the AAR concluded was instinct, lit an escape fire. He ignited a circular patch of the dry cheatgrass and as soon as it burned out, he called to the team to join him in it. They ignored him, either because they couldn’t hear him or thought he was nuts, and kept sprinting for the crest above the gulch. Dodge lied down on the now fuel free, but still hot ground and the fire passed right over him leaving him singed, but otherwise unharmed. The two youngest smoke jumpers made not just the crest, but, according to both McLean’s assessment and the AARs, did so at the only place where they could actually escape over the crest to safety based on the geography. The other thirteen – twelve smoke jumpers and the ranger/fire guard – all perished in the fire. This is the fifth critical mission failure, but it proceeds from the first. Because the team, like all the smoke jumping teams, was put together from the remaining available jumpers, there was no team cohesion. While everyone knew who Dodge was and respected him, they’d never worked with him before. As a result, when he gave the unconventional order to get into the escape fire, there was no trust between team and team leader. His men scattered and all but two died as a result.

I’m not convinced it was instinct to light the escape fire. McLean wrote in Young Men and Fire that lighting escape fires had been a well documented long term practice of the northern plains tribes. I expect that Dodge had read about the practice somewhere, it had stuck with him, and in his desperation he tried the technique. I can’t prove that, but it makes more sense than just re-inventing it on the spot with the adrenaline pumping and his and his team’s lives on the line.

The Forest Service & the smoke jumpers took the painful lessons of everything that could go wrong going wrong at Mann Gulch to heart & made a number of positive changes to prevent such a tragedy from ever happening again. Including how the teams are formed, trained, clarifying MOUs & MOAs with other agencies, etc. There have been other tragedies, other very bad days for the smoke jumpers, but not because of a repeat of what went wrong for the team at Mann Gulch.

There are two interesting epilogues to the tragedy and both involve David Navon.

Professional baseball player, Jack Lucky Lohrke, had been a friend of David Navon, one of the WW II vets and smoke jumpers that died at Mann Gulch. Years after the fire and after he retired, Lohrke took his son hiking there as a sort of memorialization of his dead friend. While there his son was digging around in the dirt around where Navon’s marker was. He found Navon’s rank bars from WW II and Lohrke was able to return them to his parents.

Despite Navon being Jewish, when they put the markers up for each of the fallen smoke jumpers where the AARs indicated they had perished in the fire, they put up crosses for all of them including Navon. Over the years the markers have all been replaced with more durable ones. The Smoke Jumpers actually jump the markers in to replace them. When they had to replace Navon’s they jumped in a star of David marker rather than a cross. There are now twelve crosses and one star of David high above the cold Missouri Waters.

To finish, here’s James Keelaghan, who wrote & originally performed Cold Missouri Waters.

Open thread!

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Fox News Friday Open Thread

by Rose Judson|  July 11, 20256:16 pm| 103 Comments

This post is in: Nature, Open Threads, The Horrors

No, not that Fox News. I just mean I have some fox news:

Fox News Respite Open Thread

Foxes are to urban and suburban Britain as raccoons are to large midwestern North American cities. They’re wild animals, and I don’t have any illusions about taming them or anything like that. But this guy or gal has been visiting early in the morning looking for any leftovers in the stray cats’ bowls, and is quite photogenic. A friend suggested Scraps as a name, and The Child approved.

It’s hot here – not southwestern US hot, but it was 93° F today. The UK doesn’t really do residential air conditioning, and as I’m functionally blind in one eye, I walk most places. I’m weary from this week’s  marches to and from school with The Child. I’m weary from work, which is usually quiet this time of year but is currently full-on. I’m very weary from the last ten days* of actual news, and I feel guilty about feeling weary: I don’t live in the US anymore, and to date none of my family are directly impacted by anything other than higher prices, though we worry for members of the family in science- and higher ed-related jobs. Also, I am a freelancer, so more work always means more money for me.

Still, I feel drained, and trying to unplug from the news doesn’t work. I’m behind on one or two things for work. I only have half of the next episode of my podcast finished, and it’s due to publish Sunday. But I’m going away overnight tomorrow anyway, for a one-night “camping” trip on a friend’s property where a 19th-century farmhouse restoration is in progress, and where we will eat and drink too much and play a tabletop Call of Cthulhu game. I’ve been feeling, lately, like I should snatch these dumb, irresponsible moments where I can.

Happy Friday, kinda. I hope you like Scraps the Fox.

*Last 8–9 months of news, really, but the last 10 days have been a vortex of awful. You get it.

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How about some springtime respite?

by Major Major Major Major|  May 23, 20254:23 pm| 94 Comments

This post is in: Nature, Nature & Respite, Open Threads, Respite

Hello Juicers! Reporting in from fatherhood. Camille is four months this week…
…and doing great! She’s ahead on most of her benchmarks, starting teething, and still super chill, at least by baby standards. No complaints, 10/10.

Boy it sure is a disaster out there, though, isn’t it? Fortunately I’ve got a lot to keep me busy right here. Camille isn’t even the only baby in the neighborhood…

But they grow up so fast, don’t they? Ten days later…

They weren’t even there the last time I walked by. Flown the coop! I’m an empty-nester now. Oh, and the yard is coming along really well, too. Thanks to a big assist from TaMara a couple years ago, we now have these lovely and prolific irises, which gave us quite a show this year!

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Other than that, been reading, working on the video game (just about time for the demo and kickstarter!), playing video games… specifically Clair Obscur, Blue Prince, Lies of P, and The Hundred Line Last Defense Academy… Been trying to avoid Doing Politics Online, with mixed success. Not much point arguing about anything with anybody. Just gotta keep the house in order.

And of course we still have the cats.

So let’s call this a respite thread, for all your respitey needs. Playing? Reading? Watching? What’s up?

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Call & Response (Open Thread)

by Betty Cracker|  November 19, 202412:20 pm| 95 Comments

This post is in: Nature, Open Threads

There’s a slight chill in the air, and the alligators are frisky. Turn the sound up if you want to hear this big fella booming* (a sort of guttural roar) in response to other gators booming in nearby sloughs:

I took that video from my upstairs side porch at about 9:30 AM. I’m guessing the gator is around six or seven feet long and was located about 30-40 yards from where I was standing.

A stout fence separates my still somewhat flooded yard from the river, but when the gators started booming, I whistled for the dogs and went upstairs. There’s a primordial instinct involved.

That said, gators don’t make my top 10 list of scariest things in Florida. It’s the fucking humans you gotta look out for around here.

Open thread.

*I’ve read that gators boom to convey info on their size and location to other gators. That said, I’ve heard what sounds like a 12-foot gator boom coming from a 4-foot gator. But I’m not a gator myself (except in the sense of being a University of Florida graduate and sports fan), so there may be subtleties I am missing. 

PS: Speaking of the Florida Gators, this is an actual hat I wear on game days when the weather is cold enough. Also, I am not a crackpot!

Crocheted hat that is orange and blue with a green alligator on top and orange and blue yarn braids.

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Hope, With Feathers

by WaterGirl|  October 27, 20243:05 pm| 43 Comments

This post is in: Albatrossity, Guest Posts, Nature

Albatrossity sent me the annual first photo of Harley, which he does every year.  I am always relieved to see Harley; suddenly something is right in the world, and I teared up as I always do. Not for the first time, I asked Albatrossity if he would like to do a guest post – his perspective is a comfort to me in tough times.  And he graciously agreed.

(If you want to see all of Albatrossity’s guest posts, click on Albatrossity just below the post title.)

Hope, with feathers

by Albatrossity

Longtime readers on Balloon Juice might recall that there is a certain Red-tailed Hawk,  anthracite and ivory in color,  and a representative of the subspecies known as Harlan’s Hawk, who spends summers in Alaska or British Columbia, and winters here, about half a mile from my house in the other Manhattan, the one that is in Flyover Country. I have nicknamed him Harley, and I recall seeing him first in the winter of 2012-13, and many times since then.

They might also recall that he is swarthy, nay dark, and probably an undocumented immigrant. He has been making this journey every winter for the last 11 years or so, showing up in the fall and disappearing every spring. Finally, they might recall that I watch for his reappearance every fall with a mixture of anticipation (will he show up today?) and dread (will this be the year he does not show up?).

This year was particularly dread-filled, coupled as it is with the horror show candidacy of a felonious demented hate-filled fascist, and some sobering information about my own health that I received this summer. You know way too much about the former, and I won’t bore you with details about the latter (click on this link if you really want to know). But the bad national and personal news, and learning here about Betty Cracker’s health, in a time of my life when many people I knew have left us… Let me just say that I was not in need of any more hints about mortality. No sir, I did not need that. Not this year, or any other year for that matter. But the dread of the unknown was palpable this fall.

On a beautiful fall day here in the Flint Hills of Kansas, after a modest cold front blew some avian migrants our way, I decided to go see what blew in, and if one of them might be named Harley. I looked for his familiar profile on his favorite utility pole perch as I headed to a local fishing lake. And there he was. I pulled over, grabbed a few shots of him vamoosing to his second favorite perch, and breathed a huge sigh of relief. Maybe my eyes watered up a bit; it has been dusty here.

So I sent a picture to WaterGirl, who was touched, and also wanted to know if I would write up some thoughts about Harley and his return. I have lots of thoughts, and probably not all of them need to be shared. But I do wonder what bonds me to this bird, and why I care so much about his well-being, his comings and goings. I am pretty sure it is not reciprocal; he eyes me skeptically every time I stop to admire him, and usually takes off before I even get the vehicle to a stop. Our lifestyles could not be more different; he flies a couple thousand miles twice a year, and I have to debate whether I should take a walk up the street. That situation could be passed off as envy, but generally we don’t care so much about folks we are envious of. So what else is it?  Here are some random thoughts about this sort of attachment; feel free to chime in with others.

About the envy, I’ll admit it. He is a beautiful and striking creature, and other locals have commented on his gorgeous presence in the neighborhood. Additionally, I think part of every birdwatcher is envy for creatures that can simply take off and fly to a better place. I do envy Harley, not just for his ability to move freely in the air, but also for his ridiculously precise navigation, his appreciation for the seasons and the light, and yes, even his apparent disdain for the earthbound. He just seems too cool, and he doesn’t even need a tan suit to add to the aura of coolness.

As for the rest, I don’t pretend to know all of it. But some of it must include our need to engage with other living things, what the sage E. O. Wilson called “biophilia”. Obviously not everyone has that, or has it to the same degree. Elon Musk, for example, would probably be perfectly happy on a lifeless planet like Mars (and I would be happy to hear that he got there), so some folks either do not feel that need for a connection, or they have buried it under other layers of needs. Since I spent my working life as a biologist, perhaps I got an extra dose.

Another part of it is familiarity, I suspect. He spends half the year in my literal neighborhood, and we have become familiar with each other’s habits over the last dozen winters. We’ve been through the COVID years, and now as I head into similarly unknowable territory health-wise, it is good to have a familiar presence. Not a confiding familiar, for certain, but it just seems more tolerable when some things don’t change even as the changes of the world whirl around us.

Finally, I think it is the season. Fall has always been my favorite season, for some reason. As my friend and fellow biologist John Janovy wrote in his most excellent book Yellowlegs: “There is something about the end of summer that produces all sorts of strange yearnings in people like me.” It is a great time for doing, and watching, and reflecting, and learning more about all the creatures who share the planet with us. Janovy wrote about following a sandpiper to learn its ways, to “learn things that no teacher, no classroom, no public school, and especially no university could ever teach!” I am not about to follow Harley back to his summer haunts, but I learn from him every fall. And learning is one of my favorite activities. Some would probably call it a curse.

So that’s a long path to simply let you know that Harley is back, for another season in Flyover Country. The next weeks and months and years might be tough sledding, both for the country and for people who care, but I can report that at least one small and beautiful part of that world is in place, and that it is good. Please find some way to indulge in your own version of comfort and self-care. Go seek and find some beauty, and some good, in the world. We all need it.

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