Back in March the Forth of July seemed a long ways away. It was gonna be warm. On the 4th we’d have a cookout, family at safe distances (mom is 96) but the weather was cold and clammy. I am reminded of Mark Twain saying that the coldest winter he ever had was summer in San Francisco. Its the fog that does it. Well we get fog on the Maine coast too. But at least it wasn’t raining. I do not go anywhere…I take trips on the motorcycle but don’t stop at burger joints or discount stores. I do get gas now and then, pay at the pump. Somebody shops for me and leaves the bag in the garage, they insist so I accept. Could order it online. Everything is on line. The economy is on the line. I’m cautious about the virus, I’m scared about inflation. You’d think I was an old German remembering the inflation in Germany in the 1920’s. A wheelbarrow of money to buy a loaf of bread. Your pay loosing half its purchasing power in a few days. Borrowers chasing down lenders to repay loans with legal but worthless tender. I sure hope it doesn’t happen, but. Like all these experts keep saying, “we are in uncharted territory”, Well, I guess we are. I never ran out the lines of logic that crossed each other locally in March. The lines for global transportation, the introduction of novel virus in Asia periodically and the line I’d never have imagined…the total incompetence of the US government in crisis. The White House handlers are pushing for a new message. Remember the old one?, “Its going away, very soon, very very soon, its going away, far away, you’ll see” to “We’re stuck, deal with it!” Which, as messaging goes, is pretty succinct and accurate. Should have said that back in March. Wouldn’t have made a bit of difference but…make a note for next time Donald.