Where is the Belgian place on H Street? I know the Swiss place (Stable), but not a Belgian place.

The irony would be delicious. Virginia would be hit badly though. In other news, I suspect the red states, particularly farmers, will soon discover the wrath from abroad that Trump’s tariffs will cause.

We need a replacement of gate just for him. Hmm. Signalkarma. Emailkarma.

I am ok, but still job hunting. Two years this week.

Of course, he is where he is because of family connections. Nepotism lives.

I cannot “like” this. My country is being destroyed.

My bishop read a certain someone the riot act. Warms the cockles of my heart.

The ripples may help Ukraine defeat Russia. Iranian policy is in ruins. Hezbollah is wrecked.

Seeing reports that the rebels have reached the presidential palace and that Damascus has fallen.

My mother was a twelve year old school girl, her brother fifteen. The world changed in an instant. And thus began American engagement in WW2.

It was a Sunday and my dad was home from college, where he was a sophomore, reading the funnies when news of the attack came over the radio. He got up, walking into the kitchen where his parents were and said, “The Japs have attacked. We are at war.”