Bits and pieces of my hair landed on black cape and floor.
“Even my husband is getting fired up about politics—and that’s not like him,” she said.
“Did you hear—oh that’s right—you don’t watch the news,” she said. “They’re blaming Trump for Corona virus now.”
I know there’s another “side” with opposing fragments—scissors at the ready.
Media fans flames, keeping fires kindled.
Why do we keep needling each other in America?
What happened to United We Stand?
Where are our possibilities?
Excerpt from The Living Lincoln, The man and his times, in his own words ~Paul M. Angle & Earl Schenck Miers:
To William Butler, hot-tempered political associate, Lincoln showed the conciliatory side of his nature when he refused to quarrel over the boundary lines of the new counties which the General Assembly was then creating.
Vandalia, Jany. 26—1839
Dear Butler:
Your letter of the 21st. inst is just received. You were in an ill-humor when you wrote that letter, and, no doubt, intended that I should be thrown into one also; which, however, I respectfully decline being done. All you have said about our being bought up by Taylor, Wright, Turley, enemies &c I know you would not say, seriously, in your moments of reflection; and therefore I do not think it worthwhile to attempt seriously to prove the contrary to you. I only now say, that I am willing to pledge myself in black and white to cut my own throat from ear to ear, if, when I meet you, you shall seriously say, that you believe me capable of betraying my friends for any price….
Nothing could do more credit to your heart, than the mortification you express at seeing the friends with whom you acted in getting up the remonstrance disappointed; but surely you ought not to blame us for being unable to accomplish impossibilities.
My respect to Mrs. Butler & Salome. Your friend in spite of your ill nature
Lincoln
Creative communication?
Please tell me?
Are you one who stops to reflect?