Somewhere out there in Canada an election is breaking -- but it doesn't seem to have the hysteria, news saturation, or unpleasantness of America -- and so I feel a little bit deprived of stimulation, despite the remarkable surge of the NDP. Canadian elections seem to consist of little more than politicians debating their policy proposals, following by people voting, a process that the government facilitates rather than hinders.
Off in Thailand my Rangpur orange tree and soursops are growing well, and the coffee shrub is covered with fruit . . . but I am not there to see these things . . .
Here I have nothing but an ending that needs revision, something too grim to contemplate.
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