God wasn't sending a message with the earthquake and hurricane about smaller government - - he was sending a message about the need for term limits....

All Clear - more or less

Saturday at Menemsha........the black herons and me....waiting for Irene

A lot of folks left the island today. And a lot came over.  We counted how many stores were preparing.....for the tides that would breach the two-foot 'sea-wall' that protects down-town Edgartown from the waters in the harbor....there were 9.  We counted about a dozen sand bags.  Folks were taking down their store signs.  The Atlantic restaurant's Bulgarian waiters were taking down the awning.   Everyone on the island, seemingly, filled their tank with gas. The birds have been very quiet all day.  Where do they go during a storm?

With apologies to Dolly Parton, Irene, Irene, Irene, Irene

Irene, Irene, Irene, Irene

We the People, here's what I want you to do..............Solve the Problem People.....Write to any congress person you disagree with.

Get a list of wrong-thinking congressmen and women, no matter the state, and tell them what to do.  Write and write to each of them.  Tell them what you want.  Tell your friends to do it do.

We need to fund education. We need to fix the roads and bridges.  We need to fund new 21st Century Industries.  We need jobs for low, middle and high capabilities people - - not just for the brilliant - - not just for the people who will wait on them.  Cut waste out of government.  Fix the tax system. If that means some taxes go down, fine. If that mean some taxes go up, fine. If it means adjust the rates, fine. If it means close the loopholes fine. 

'Solve the Problem People'

BB = Brooklyn Bridge/City Hall on the IRT

The Phoenix Rises

This summer, I walk through the streets of lower Manhattan three times a day.  In the morning, on the way to work, shaking off the heat and crowd of the subway enjoying the last cool breeze of the day rising from the sidewalk.  In the full bright light of the noon-day sun, the street is teaming with lunch-seekers, workmen and tourists who have come to see the great construction sight.  And in the early evening on the way home, ducking onto the hot, hot platform at Fulton Street.

Brows II