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Memorial Day 2016

by • May 24th, 2016

I woke thirsty. And it rained.

A “scattered shower”, as the TV weatherdude calls it; unlike “organized rain”. Near invisible spots of mist. Drive two blocks: heavy rain blobs. A block more, maybe hail. Then back to fine mist. About a mile and big blobs again. Then mist. Then perfectly dry.

Still, Santa Fe and New Mexico aren’t out of drought: short an inch for the year, so far. We keep our trees and birds perky with tap water. For what they called “continuity”, movie producers spread fake snow in a downtown street.

By contrast, the enlightened State of California has ended mandatory water restrictions. And there’s been flooding in Texas and the Great Plains and eastward.

My earworm for the day was Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue. Yesterday, too. No accounting for earworms. Gershwin said, I heard it as a sort of musical kaleidoscope of America, of our vast melting pot, of our unduplicated national pep, of our metropolitan madness.

I went for my own morning pep with more than a few drops of strong coffee and the morning news. The current President, who began his term with a Nobel Peace Prize, is the only President in history to have conducted war during his entire 8-year term. Sad: such madness.

Then more on the mad rants and raves of our current Presidential campaign; this afternoon we’ll vote early (but not often). NM is strictly a two-party state, but even independent voters are in the vast melting pot of tax funding for the two parties’ primaries. And the vast pot of candidates unopposed for want of independents.

The rain and the music: appropriate for this time of year. Next Monday is Memorial Day. I remember the madness and the price paid by the vast melting pot. And the scattered drops.