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Laura has a tentative plan to go to Seattle this weekend and coincidentally give me a ride. So I need to contact folks in Seattle, Bellingham, Tacoma, Olympia, and so on and arrange to visit them.
In the meantime, I'm getting excited about the Ficton of President Bobby. As I see it, there will be two huge cultural changes. The *expected* changes will be a more exuberant women's music scene, a more cheerful and forward black culture, a quicker and neater end to the Vietnam war, better enforcement of fiscal integrity both in government and in business, and major environmental action.
The less expected outcomes will be the greater moral and philosophical integrity forced upon the conservatives by their defeat. *Our* conservatives are simply batshit insane; to someone of Bobby's timeline, *we* are insane because Stephen Colbert can actually *make sense* to us. Maybe I'll have Elliot Richardson challenge Bobby in '72, lose, and get offered a major justice position as a result.
In the meantime, I need to not let myself get distracted by Tom's video games or my sore back, and go make the contacts I'll need to have to travel next week.
In the meantime, I'm getting excited about the Ficton of President Bobby. As I see it, there will be two huge cultural changes. The *expected* changes will be a more exuberant women's music scene, a more cheerful and forward black culture, a quicker and neater end to the Vietnam war, better enforcement of fiscal integrity both in government and in business, and major environmental action.
The less expected outcomes will be the greater moral and philosophical integrity forced upon the conservatives by their defeat. *Our* conservatives are simply batshit insane; to someone of Bobby's timeline, *we* are insane because Stephen Colbert can actually *make sense* to us. Maybe I'll have Elliot Richardson challenge Bobby in '72, lose, and get offered a major justice position as a result.
In the meantime, I need to not let myself get distracted by Tom's video games or my sore back, and go make the contacts I'll need to have to travel next week.
