Today was sunny hereabouts, and after voting (my next to last chance to vote for Barack Obama) I happened on some people in the Wildberries Marketplace parking lot, who had the proper eyewear to view the transit of Venus. They kindly let me take a look, the barely visible dot of Venus at the edge of the Sun. (Though in this telescopic photo it's bigger.)
A tiny farmers' market was also in the parking lot (it will grow as more comes to fruition), and a little girl with purple angel's wings danced in front of the two-piece band. Nice day.
Not so nice in Wisconsin, where the billionaire forces of darkness won what looks like a clean sweep. More evidence that the plutocracy could well crush what's left of democracy if the electorate doesn't wake up, or the stars align. (The view below is from a NASA satellite, a filtered image as Venus approaches the sun's corona.)
Starting With Stoppard
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Tom Stoppard died in November 2025. From his first success in the late
1960s--*Rosencrantz and Gildenstern Are Dead-*- to now, I followed his
career and...
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