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When you are trying to break an addiction, we usually advise that you take one day at a time. I find that now that I'm beginning my tenth week of self-quarantine, one day seems pretty much like the last one. In the morning, the water boils while I take my shower, shave, and brush my teeth. Then I pour the water into the press to steep while I make the bed. Then it's on the computer for the news. After I plow through my Email, I read Urban Milwaukee, NYT, The Guardian, BBC Online, and move onto Facebook. Occasionally, I peek at Instagram and Twitter. I avoid prolonged exposure to twitter because I end up angry and discouraged. So much so that I can get sucked into the war with the trolls. (By becoming one of them in the process.) I ran out of patience the other day when I ran into a video of series for videos featuring people harassing a reporter who was wearing a mask and two women deliberately coughing into the faces of people in stores who were asking them to wear a mas...

These days of spring blossom on us like early flowers. One day the weather is iffy, and deciding how to dress for a daily walk becomes a game of hanger roulette. Alexa informs me that it's sixty degrees outside. However, I know for a fact, she's called the airport for that information. That report will not account for the east wind off of Lake Michigan, bringing colder temperatures to my neighborhood. This prompts me to wear a hoodie that is a little more substantial than a sweater I might stick into my golf bag for a chilly morning round. Once I launch my daily walk out of the east-facing lower back exit from my building, I realize that the sun is warm and will help keep me warm even in the cooler by the lake air. My head tells me to go back upstairs and change my outerwear. But I'm like a train on the track; there is only one way to go, and I'm moving forward. The Eastbound trip down Juneau Ave is nose into the breeze until I cross Lake Drive, and the tree line from...

A strange parade indeed, if the blind guide the naked down the route. In this case, all the blind need to do is take off the sleeping mask they use to hide what they choose not to see or acknowledge. And the naked? They need only to cloth themselves, but they will not do that.  Because if they do, they become like the rest of us and no one will look at them. Think of who you are in this tale. You can be our elected leaders, who in an effort to retain their control of government make decisions that might cause harm and even death to us. They do this by blindly rejecting the opinions of their own advisors. You might be those who are naked, who in this case cloth themselves in automatic weapons, confederate flags, and fascist slogans so they can draw attention to their naked anger at being told what to do. To be fair, not all of this group are racist, nationist, bigots, but these folks, still naked mind you, tend to be lost in the crowd when surrounded by the others. Or, you may...

"White now, its berry berry scary out dare." Elmer Fudd We are at a crossroads in Wisconsin. The Wisconsin State Supreme Court is taking up the legality of the State's stay-at-home rules, via a lawsuit filed by Republican legislators. The State of Wisconsin has been under this mandate since March 24th. It was issued by the Secretary-designate of The State Department of Health Services, Andrea Palm. https://evers.wi.gov/Documents/COVID19/EMO12-SaferAtHome.pdf Under the law, Palm has the responsibility to regulate when the State is threatened by a disease outbreak such as COVID 19. the mandate recently was extended until May 26th and will be enforced unless it's overturned by a decision by the State Supreme Court. The claim by the legislature is that the consequence of Palm's action causes unnecessary harm and that the legislature working with the state government should decide on the terms of this reaction. The State claims that the roles as they are wri...