On the one hand, we're all doing terribly. But on the other, I'm currently losing the least, which just goes to show that the universe really is just a roiling mass of entropy. In case there was any doubt. Which lately there has not been.
The last-minute cobbling together of this year's Christmas "tree" from dumpster scraps, an antique broom handle, and generous quantities of duct tape is almost too perfect a metaphor for our times than I can bear.
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Happy Holidays, folks.
Here's to keeping it together, against the odds.
Happy Fall, Y'all.
As you may have gathered from previous posts, fifth grade was a momentous time. We were a motley crew of 28, but Ms. D was as fearless and enthusiastic a teacher as they come, and by the end of the year, our inner-city public school classroom was full of 11-year-olds ready to change the world. Ms. D encouraged the reluctant to love reading and the timid to speak up; she promoted artistic expression and common sense; she championed environmental stewardship, and turned at least one of us into the sort of person who will carry an empty bottle across the country to her home recycling bin if she can't find one while traveling.
Ms. D celebrated diversity, nurtured kindness, and advocated personal responsibility: lessons worth remembering always, but especially in these troubling times. She died six years ago, but I've been thinking of her a lot lately, so it felt particularly fortuitous to happen upon this copy of the second pledge we recited every morning of fifth grade. Unlike its patriotic counterpart, which was dulled by constant repetition, this one was delivered with gusto, each time; an inspiring chorus of 28 little voices, and one big one.
As a new school year kicks off here in these divided United States, against a backdrop of great turmoil, here's hoping that the voices of tolerance, big and small, soon prevail.
Today's discovery of a Norwegian translation of my astronomy chart is a timely and welcome reminder that science doesn't much care about geopolitical boundaries, and much of humanity gazes at our shared sky with equal wonder. It's a nice thought.
If you get a chance, I encourage anybody with clear skies to watch tomorrow's (Friday, February 10, 2017) lunar eclipse. Venus is also pretty awesome these days, and the eagle-eyed should try to spot Comet 45P! There's a lot going on in our galaxy, and most of it is gloriously silent.