I’m glad that our friend Nigel the tube driver from London was in the office rather than driving a train yesterday morning.  And so very very sad for everyone who was not so fortunate.  Grace says:

Fundamentalism is ruining the human landscape.  And yes, I include the
hateful and bigoted American Christian fundamentalists in this, as
well.

And that really made me think about how I grew up with a sizable worry about the cold war turning into an actual war (thanks in large part to those 80’s movies with emilio estevez — red dawn and all that other crap), but my kids will grow up knowing that getting on a plane or train or going to any event where there are thousands of people could really be dangerous beyond the normal risks.   Oh.  I really don’t have the right words for all this.  And I worry about saying anything at all for fear of being misunderstood. 

In the most selfish way of looking at things, I guess I’d just like to be able to watch my kids playing outside — blowing bubbles and playing tag and laughing with those sweet belly-giggles — without feeling so sad about the world they are growing up in.  Maybe every parent in every time feels it; I don’t know.  It was said (I don’t know how accurate this is, though) that the oldest known letter is from a father to his son, who was away at school.  It said something like, study hard, don’t drink too much wine, stay away from those tempting women hanging out by the Parthenon. . . the point is that everything changes while kinda staying the same.  Only, I don’t know, to me it feels like things have really changed.  Irreversibly for the worse. 

Yeah.  I’m a little depressed these days.  What makes you ask?

Jeez, if the camera was working, I’d show you the cute silly spiders I made.  You can see the professional ones here. 

Goodnight.