After well over 30 years of no real vacation, but for here and there, family obligations back East and one too brief respite in Hawaii, it all, suddenly, came to an end.
I spent most of 2014 decompressing from one long hard day’s night that began in 1980. (What I was doing is another story.) But in March I jumped out of my self-imposed fish bowl, Homer, and launched myself on an adventure on the big island of Hawaii, reacquainting myself with a piece of property, in a place called Wood Valley, I bought seemingly a lifetime ago.
To my good friend of conviction, Charlie Davis, who left us this past week: Happy sailing. He was one of the town’s fervent iconoclasts who, sometimes, made for pure, verbal pyrotechnics down at City Hall. When I catch up to you, Charlie, I’ll let you know, at least as far as I went, how it turned out. As you know, as you were going through the door, things were looking on the sunny side of the scheme of things, mighty problematic. It’s anyone’s guess what the next few years will bring amongst the living.
I have a strong hunch Oklahoma’s Sen. James Inhofe (the world’s leading denier of climate change via carbon emissions who probably, because of the recent election, is going to head the Senate’s Environment and Public Works Committee come January) if he gets his way and the Keystone XL Pipeline is built, is going to come to wish, instead of tar-sand, water was running through it.
Hearing what Mayor Michael Bloomberg is planning to dump into New York over the next 10 years to fortify it from the ever increasing threat of another superstorm made me wonder: Do you think the sight of BMWs and Mercedes and Lexus vehicles floating down Wall Street last fall in the midst of superstorm Sandy made for a holy floating car-Batman moment among Wall Street’s math wizards, as it seems to have for the mayor?
I’d like to thank Clancy Hughes for sharing with us his look around the corner in last week’s paper. The future he had us peer into, if we should go off the fiscal cliff, was, to say the least, disturbing, but essential to view. What a moment as we slip into the Christmas season with politicians playing this horrible game of chicken with our economic and political future.
What a window Mitt Romney provided at the first debate with President Obama into the very mindset that brought us liar loans and toxic mortgages; it showcased the crisis of integrity at the very heart of our financial and political system.
That Romney could so utterly reverse everything he’s been telling us up practically until the day of the debate and walk away a so-called victor rather than a contemptible liar is absolutely tragic, if that really is the American people’s take.
I don’t believe it can be.