Eventually a Crisis Becomes Routine

We had another nearly nice day yesterday around here. I'm treating June in Connecticut as if it were a chocolate-layer cake, always moist. Seems to be more or less a regional trend but I don't know what it's like where you are. I do know when John Donne rings the bell around here, I'm the only one in my corner. And right now, even though summer has officially started, I'm not working on my tan, that's mostly rust (sorry, Neil).

So, of course, we had some precipitation (if we were to NOT have mist and moisture, I'd fret that something was wrong with the clouds. Oldest children worry about everything and when stuff is going great, we worry that we overlooked something), though certainly not torrents of rain (at least around here), but just enough wet stuff so when you awaken in the morning you knew it was possible the spirit of Gene Kelly had stopped by.

And as I walked from Point A to Point 2 (I majored in neither math nor phonics at Rutgers nor orienteering (come to think of it) which must be why so many people tell me where to go) I passed an office building where the sprinklers were on, making sure the lawn was getting watered. I almost dropped my umbrella in surprise or would have had I had one. I imagine there's a schedule for this kind of stuff and a contract to regulate the relationship between the waterer and the wateree and yet, this is another one of those bridges that becomes a wall.

Instead of an agreement that helps get things done, we have a starting gun in a footrace to see which side can come with a faster reason for why something cannot be accomplished. Or, we have a variant of the Abilene Paradox in which no one party is willing to even attempt to change a relationship even though everyone says they want to change. Instead, they maneuver to have the other come up with reasons for why change is bad so they, themselves, are absolved of any responsibility to change.

Happens every day and more often than you'd imagine. Just watch the evening news and listen to what those who are our leaders say and then watch what they do. Pick an issue and watch the posturing. With both sides claiming to want the same thing on whatever the issue is, you might ask what could be easier to accomplish? Yeah, right. Hold that thought and while you're at it, how about you also hold on to the umbrella and I'll go get a yellow Macintosh and a rainhat to go with it. 

I already have the tartar sauce, so no pressure; but some nights for dinner we like a nice piece of cod, okay?

-bill kenny