and I'm not sure how I can share them because there is so much - and so much emotion in my experience.

But here are a couple from my session today:





Not great, but the first one depicts my personal feeling for the country, what I expected, and what I found - and the second one depicts what I was told is the state flower of the country.

I'll get a grip soon I hope and find a way to share what I saw and felt.

Senator Elizabeth Warren, Ernest Moniz, Nick Hanauer, Rob Reiner, Tara Setmayer

South Africa - their state flower is the bird of Paradise, and their flag was designed from it.

I was lucky enough to score a trip to South Africa and doubly lucky because I got to hang with natives of all kinds and colors. That makes it more possible to ask questions and integrate with them for a minute while staying safe and protected.

What this post is about is that whenever I mentioned Trevor Noah all faces lit up. I'm talking about the man on the street, the uber drivers, the folks who put me up, and people so poor they have to live in the townships which are the areas of town so desolate that the word slum is almost a step up. Where they squat for free except for their water and electric hookups.

Absolutely everyone's faces shone with deep pride. I never had to say the name twice.
(they all, by the way, speak English 'cept for a few percent, plus they speak several other languages)
Trevor Noah is a national treasure for them.

When they heard me say that I have the chance to watch his show 4 times a week, and how he tears Trump new ones and is gaining in ability and acceptance, they loved me for bringing them those news.

Having read Trevor Noah's book "Born a Crime" helped me a lot in understanding what I saw in Johannesburg, but I must say Trevor downplayed greatly what a city is like that is living in mortal fear. But then, the description of that is not the subject of this post.