Author: Vic Socotra

Weather Report: No Victory on V-Day

The crowd at the Fire Ring this morning was on hold until the new numbers were floated out of The Swamp to our north. There was speculation before the release. Agnes stopped by early to drop off some yarn for Melissa to attempt to crochet into something useful. She had stopped at the Safeway and […]

An Awkward Gait

(USAID Director Samantha Power) The Writer’s Section was wrestling with the Weather Report for this week. The normal process is to try to distill the topics that are growing or diminishing, see how they fit together and how the various narratives about what they want us to believe is “news,” if it fits the Agenda. […]

Arrias: In Our Interest

If you’ve been keeping up with the news of the war in Ukraine – the Russian invasion of Ukraine – you’ll know that in the last four or five days the Ukrainian army has made a counter-attack into territory held by the Russians for two months, and are pushing the Russians back towards the Russia-Ukraine […]

Victory Day

The crowd was unruly at the Fire Ring this morning. You know why. It is Victory Day. Not one of ours, at least in current parlance. We helped Russia, then known by another name, to defeat a malignant government then located in the capital of one of our NATO Alliance partners. Obviously, thing were a […]

Memorable Days

It is a tough morning getting ready for what is to come. It I supposed to be a day of joy to celebrate the Human miracle only mothers can deliver. In the background, the curious business of protestors outside the personal residences of Supreme Court Justices, by people who are protesting for the right of […]

Friday Night in the Swamp & My Muse showed up…

Author’s Note: Spectacular thunder and lightning storm, started right around sunset, so I could see the trees in this sort of fog, and then it got really dark, really quick. 15 minutes into it came a tornado warning. Spectacular lighting – some of it lasting 5 or 6 seconds it seemed, lighting up the back […]

Remembering Mom

(Betty Ann Foley, later Betty Foley Reddig, 1975). These are the Foley girls as mothers, circa 1953. The cousins are toddlers. Mom and I are in the middle. The Sisters have got their start out of the little River town where they were born, and they all accomplished something based on a drive as strong […]

El Seis de Mayo!

The Writers Section was forced by the elemental power of gray rain from their usual place by the Fire Ring down behind the barn. The gray skies provided one of the motivational spirits in the circle. A couple members looked a bit under the weather, which is to say that it was the same weather […]

Weather Report: Lots of Numbers

So, the crowd was pleased with this week’s Weather Report, a snippet compilation of some of the stuff going on around the world in which we are going to have to live. Live together, if that is possible. The Chairman is adamant that we should not sink into a partisan account of the extraordinary events. […]