What’s That Color Called

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This morning, the announcer on Dallas radio wondered what color blue the sky was. She considered looking in her krayon box to find the name.
It’s simply “sky” blue. This morning was clear enough for our sky, normally heavy haze, to be seen.

And this afternoon’s newscast featured a settlement story between a city suburb and a concrete maker. This point clears the point: the settlement doesn’t reduce pollution levels, it says they cannot go higher. This was a success(?)
The city official saying ” I’s not a black and white issue.” No, concrete dust is grey, while the color of money is green. And in case you’ve not yet noticed, the stuff you cough up as you die is red.

Texas educators should teach the colors again, before they’re all gone.

Shorter Life Span

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Once in a lifetime events used to come once every 40 years, now they come every 10.

The life expectancy of ideas is shorter because people expect less of themselves. We are less idealistic, less intellectual, while at the same time, seemingly, much more informed.

The Reagan-Thatcher economic collapses destroyed unions, replacing them with privatization that resulted in a new privileged class. It was the light on the hill: a fireplace for the new owners. This year, this time, it is the Public Unions that will be broken. And you will all, every one of you, vote Republican again. Probably because you know, and have known for more than a decade, that democracy can never win against Republicanism. All turns are Right Turns Now, now matter what the road is like.