I am scouring news outlets, trying to figure out the truth. I suppose even accredited journalists are doing the same thing right now, so I just have to watch. And wait.
New York is very grey today. Grey, with snow on the roofs. As my bus went over the causeway this morning, I glanced over. The buildings looked cold and dark grey, the water of the Hudson was flat and slate-grey, and the spire of the Empire State Building disappeared into the low white clouds.
It’s April. What’s with January weather.
Saddam’s dead. No wait, he’s alive and well. Oops. Nope. He’s dead. Uh … hold on. There he is, kissing children in the streets. Well: NOW he is REALLY dead.
Again: I suppose all I can do is wait.
