Chicken Under a BrickAn experiment in composition!

There are people who create things. Then there are Originals. Those are the people who change the way the rest of us see the world. Vics’s father, William Edwin Reddig, was one of them. [Bill and the Kelvinator Design Team] George Romney didn’t hire Bill because he could draw. He hired him because he could […]

A Senate Committee Hearing—And a Nation Keeps Watch And in this moment of transmission, ballistic missiles are arcing across the Mideast. We will have more on that tomorrow morning. Or if some barracade collapses with unexpected consequence, a special edition. We had hoped to get some clarification this morning about the great public health crisis […]

The images above are what caused our Deirdre to become a little concerned this morning. Dr. Anthony Fauci, the physician who led the nation’s infectious disease response for decades, is appearing before a Senate committee today. For Vic, the hearing is personal. He has often joked around the Conference Room that Dr. Fauci once testified […]

You can imagine the confusion in the Conference Room this morning. Miles had Vic and Pastor Frank giving a quick briefing on what was happening overseas while I was trying to organize lunch. Then Miles disappeared, muttering something about taking a swim over at the old headquarters before his afternoon session in Pentagon City. That […]

Miles said I could run another one of what he considers “Deirdre’s stuff” this afternoon since nothing major has exploded since breakfast. He wants to maintain the pleasant fiction that life these days has a semblance to what we once knew. But that is how dramatic change works, right? For example, we have agreed to […]

We have a token Detroiter on the Creative Staff. That would be Vic, who has a unique perspective on things Canadian. He grew up barely two miles from the border, where the old Ambassador Bridge carried nearly one-third of all trade between the United States and Canada. He crossed it regularly, heading west through Ontario […]

It was a quiet Sunday on the Fourth Floor at Socotra HQ in Tysons Corner, Virginia. Miles was back from a round of consulting over in Arlington, while Pastor Frank stopped by on his way to the ten o’clock service at the AME & C Chapel, where he performs his Sabbath duties. Deirdre was finally […]

(Gas in the Air. That bird is full.) Good morning! Miles here, back from thirteen straight days over in Arlington pretending to know something about wars. The President has announced another pause before what everyone is already calling the Really Big Strike, so I decided to reclaim Sunday morning and wander back over to the […]

“A proper roast for people who’ve earned one.” “All right,” Deirdre announced as she lifted her canvas tote from the Galley counter. “It’s Saturday. Normally that means a quieter watch around here. Unfortunately, the renewed war has decided not to take the weekend off. Miles is following the finance people, the President says there may […]