There’s some circumstantial evidence that President Trump is being weaned off the dexamethasone. He hasn’t demanded that Bill Barr arrest Barack Obama and Joe Biden for several days.
I’m so slow that I’ve only in the last week figured out what great crime Obama and Biden are supposed to have committed. They were president and vice president, respectively, when the FBI started investigating Russian meddling in the 2016 election, as far back as July 2016, which led eventually to the Mueller investigation. Which started when Trump and Pence were president and vice president, respectively. So Barr should arrest them, too, I guess.
I have mixed feelings about the possibility that the dexamethasone is being backed off. On the one hand, it reduces the odds that he’ll do something to end civilization precipitously. That’s a positive good, in more than a Socratic sense. On the other hand, the drug was making him look like the Red Queen, in an unflattering way. I’d like that to continue, if it were possible without the downside.
Now that Trump has had COVID-19 and thinks he’s not only cured but, good grief, better than ever (COVID-19 Made Trump Great Again), he’s telling everyone in America that if you get it, you’ll get better too (unless you’re a loser). And they appear to be getting and accepting the message, because the latest stats show new cases in the U.S. surging. We’re going through a third wave.
By the way, am I the only one who checks the coronavirus stats every day? I am, aren’t I?
Speaking of keeping track of too much, I think the car-tab score is now Tim Eyman: 0, State Supreme Court: 3.
Thanks to a unanimous decision by the Washington Supreme Court striking down I-976 as violating the state constitution, there’s a higher likelihood now that light rail will make it to Northgate before the mall closes completely.
Who knows? Maybe we will even get that streetcar I’ve been begging for. I want a First Avenue streetcar! It’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted for Seattle.
The Space Needle? Never a fan. Didn’t want it back then; wouldn’t miss it now if it disappeared into a thick fog and was never heard of again, except in rumor. The Kingdome? Didn’t want it. Its two replacements? Didn’t want either of them. I won’t mind if the light rail stops at the University District. If I had been around for it, I would have told the city engineers as far as I was concerned, we should keep Denny Hill. It was quaint.
The freeway? Didn’t want it. Big waste of valuable concrete, and now it’s more in the way than anything. Instead of a tunnel replacement for the viaduct, I’d have preferred we paved Elliott Bay, in spite of disapproving wastes of concrete. If we had, the waterfront park wouldn’t have collapsed. The pavement would have supported it.
I want my streetcar up First Avenue. Link the First Hill and South Lake Union streetcars! Even better, also figure out a way to get the streetcar down from Capitol Hill to South Lake Union to hook them up at that end, too, and make a big circle out of it.
I recommend a streetcar-sized elevator to get the streetcars up and down the hill.
Or, hey! I know what we could do. Have people change at Denny and Broadway to a cable car and lower them down the hill by cable!
According to a story in the online Seattle P-I, Seattle is now the second fastest growing large city in the U.S. Pretty amazing — right, KOMO, who proclaimed “Seattle is dying”? How do we do that? If we keep it up, we’re going to have to build places for people to live. We should also have ways for people to get around in our fast-growing city without having to burn so much gasoline.
Public toilets would be nice, too, and public benches. I know — pie in the sky, right? But the powers that built the Space Needle could have built more public toilets and more public benches way back then instead of steadily removing them until now; they are almost all gone. But we still have the Space Needle. Whoopty. I haven’t been to the Observation Deck since 1962. I can’t afford their steep admission. I’d rather have a public bench.
Dr. Wes Browning is a one time math professor who has experienced homelessness several times. He supplied the art for the first cover of Real Change in November of 1994 and has been involved with the organization ever since. This is his weekly column, Adventures in Irony, a dry verbal romp of the absurd. He can be reached at drwes (at) realchangenews (dot) org
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