It doesn’t spend much time in the Old Bat’s Cave. But, for a couple of minutes a day, it manages to peek in the windows. Welcome back. By March, Mr Sun will be back in force.
Just got an email saying they hope to have #5 back by Friday. 11th floor walk-up.
And it’s just cold. Considerable snow is forecast for the night that we leave for St Somewhere. We should be safely on the ship before the snow. I will wear my so-called winter coat. Just in case.
Here’s the deal, people. An elephant has taken a shit on our living room floor. It isn’t our elephant. We don’t know how it got in. We had nothing to do with it. But it is our living room, and we have to clean it up. We cannot live with a pile of elephant scat for another three years. Today is not too soon to start. Next month may be too late.
First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew. Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
Martin Niemöller
Rev Niemöller voted for the Nazi Party in 1933. In 1937, he was arrested and remained a political prisoner until 1945, when the Allies defeated Nazi Germany and liberated him and other concentration camp prisoners.