I know some of you will understand what I’m talking about when I say that earlier this week, my Friday was shaping up to be the harbinger of a long weekend. My only meetings were blocked time for reports, lunch, and an hour of “Focus Time.”
But then Thursday happened.
All I asked for was a “overly booked Microsoft Outlook meeting calendar.”
Uh, anyway. Thursday happened and today has been one long blur of meetings.
I’m finally out, though, and more than ready for a Friday beer.
It also cooled off quite a bit today. We got an inch of snow this morning (it’s all already melted, thankfully), and it’s relatively windy and cold. Enough to where I had to spark the woodstove again for what will hopefully be among the last few lights until November.
Otherwise everything’s moving along apace here. Jen’s birthday is this weekend so we’re celebrating that with some family in town. Otherwise we’re just taking things easy, like we do.
That said, I was met with significant disappointment when I checked the news this morning.
There is a library that I pass on my way to the monthly gaming meet-up that sits right on the Canadian border. And when I say “right on” the border I mean directly atop it. Half of the library is in Canada, the other half is in the U.S, and there are doors facing both countries that enter into the same building.
I always found the concept of a shared library between countries to be a lovely and intrinsically human thing. The idea that we share our knowledge and art with whomever wanders by, no matter which side of a wholly made-up line they lived on.
And it was… Right up until today.
Now I don’t care who you voted for. I’m friends and family to more than a few people who voted for Trump, and the content of who they are as people adds up to more than their political leanings. I am of the (increasingly unpopular) opinion that we may disagree on politics, but that doesn’t mean we’ll never agree on anything.
That said, I feel confident that not a single one of them voted for this. This antagonizing attitude toward Canada. I mean, shutting down libraries that are symbolic of our lasting fraternity with our northern neighbor, all because a claimed .06% of fentanyl has passed across that border? (I’d bet dollars to donuts the amount of contraband that flows the other way is significantly higher…)
Anyway, I simply do not understand how this possibly makes us better as a country. It’s silly, and the grown ass men and women in Washington should know better.
Okay, off soapbox.
See you next week.
j.s.