In a few hours, we shall take a taxi to the airport, fly to Seattle, and tomorrow board something called The Celebrity Solstice for a one-week cruise up and down the southern Alaskan shore with Susie's entire family -- two sons, two daughters-in-law, and four grandsons. We shall make stops at Ketchikan, Skagway, and Juneau, and view several glaciers. I shall return on July 2nd, and resume blogging, probably, on the third.
Last night saw a sit-in in the House chamber, led by John Lewis, to protest Congress' inaction on gun control. It was the first time in many years that I have had the slightest positive feeling about the halls of government. Something is stirring in this country, not at all caused by Bernie but powerfully amplified by his candidacy. I don't ask for much -- just a slight breath of air suggesting that the wind is shifting.
Perhaps I shall not be forced to embark, in the evocative phrase used by Russian dissidents, on an inner migration.
Sarah Palin to the contrary notwithstanding, we shall not be able to see Russia from our boat deck. I am taking the Critique for light reading during the long daylight hours.