I promise a most brief, brief today. Since early March of this year, when the COVID-19 Pandemic ushered in our very own Corona epidemic here, I easily modified my post-75 social outings. “Daily drinks” became more weekly. And there was no choice; no escape from “washing hands” and wearing that silly face-mask every darn day.
So here I am right now – a home-alone senior ever more immersed in American politics and the consequences of COVID. Between March and the end of July, of course, our own local politics were characterized by prolonged litigious political power-grabs which the international community helped us to survive. (I’ll always repeat: if the Brigadier-President’s power grabbers had succeeded, no vote – PNC or PPP – would have been guaranteed any status or validity in future elections here.)
