Window over Washington: Tangled up in red, white, and blue

And what we’re doing about it

vol. 2 issue 34

Greetings,

This time last year, I had a blistering migraine but it was the Fourth of July, so too bad for me. At the time, despite the angry pain in my head, the heat of the summer, and the holiday, that accumulated to a kind of rah-rah, boom-boom tone around me, I felt pensive and melancholy for this country that I love. I lay in the quie…