Bluesky (find me @ClumsyGrammy - Giblet's moniker for me) was awash in the end of democracy. I'm still surprised at the unconstitutionality of FFOTUS' Executive Orders; why, I do not know. There was ranting and raving from the usual suspects, most aimed at the White House, but many targeting the feckless Democrats who refuse to do more than send angry letters upstream.
There was a script to use when calling one's elected officials. I dialed Juan Ciscomani's Tucson office and read it to Brendan, the lovely gentleman who answered the phone. He said the Congressman had called the White House, "sent a Q &A" requesting information, and reassured me that Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, SNAP, and Pell Grants were still operational. Further research found that to be marginally accurate but I didn't have all the information at the time so couldn't refute it.
I wondered if the Congressman was concerned about those who use Meals on Wheels. Starving lonely seniors didn't sit right with me. I reiterated my larger point - the fact that the House, not the Executive, holds the nation's purse strings. It's Civic 101. Was the Congressman concerned about that?
He had no answer. I thanked him, hung up the phone (a phrase with no meaning any more except for those of us still clinging to our landlines), and turned to my messages.
There was JannyLou, claiming to be unable to insulate herself from the barrage. I could have texted back, but I clicked on the phone icon instead.
We laughed. We cried. We howled at the wind.
We ended by agreeing that we were now fortified to give the outside world a chance.
It was a much better way to start the day.
and for playing peek-a-boo, which is extremely adorable when said with a toddler's Russian accent.
