phrase that highlights what you pointed out.

"Don't make vunerable groups into sacrificial lambs for your political purity, /or the revolt will arise ideas/argument.

I'd been struggling for years to hone this because I could end up sort of flustered and sort of blithering in a verbal discussion - since I fit into a few of the vunerable categories myself. Anxiety would get in my way.

Because of cv19 I haven't had the chance as this would often happen with people espousing their POVs - leaflets, petitions etc in Public places like a big Green Market, etc.

Ex-Catholic for about 4/5 of my life, not a Christian, Spiritual.

Up untill yesterday since I heard about it ?several weeks back no sympathy, and tons of schaendenfrued.

Yesterday I felt a smidgen of sympathy. My mom became a severe asthmatic (then less so, thank goodness) when I was 5 1/2. She died of unexpected breathing issues decades later.

Still have tons of schaendenfrued.

I will be Extremely Happy when he's off the air for good after all the streams of poison he's spewed!!

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So being able to listen to straight on broadcast radio in the NYC area to this station is a blessing !!! 🙂

... start with listening to award winning (incld Peabody) journalist and host Brian Lehrer from 10A - Noon.

Why?

Brain concentrates on polititical-social issues. Earlier in drumph's residency Brian used to use softer language until some time in mid '18 or early '19 started using "liar", at some point later "racist", probably "sextist", too, probably also acknowledging the other anti vunerable groups as needed as well.

You can start with his debate review right from today!

Orher hosts, and programs have also been serious about drump's likes, viciousness, greed etc


Try - I think you'll like. 🙂 👍

...polygolfer, I understand stand completely as well as anyone else who'll avoid it IRT.

I started to become interested in politics by age 12, too!
Semi polititical junkie for decades since (I'm 67).

Since I really stopped listening to him except for radio snips by something '18, rarely ever watched him from the get go - I can take this.

I want to see Biden, I want to see hopefully real obviously goof ups from Drumph, exactly what lies he tells, and when - plus hoping he'll emotionally blow up, and shave a few more votes off -fingers crossed- in just the right States!
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.I did a different set of math - you must have been 15-16 when JFK was inaugurated? Did you follow his Presidency pretty closely, then?

I was in the Art & Architectural division of a College as an Art student. I also loved Architecture from a young age, so I often hung out with those students as well. I watched them being built from not so far away less than about 2 miles at the edge of The East Village.

They were slagged! I wasn't totally fond of them, but I didn't hate them either.
The best joke was "they were the Boxes that the real buildings came in!" Still a pretty funny joke.

So how did this come to pass? It started by me working there in the South Tower (#2) for 49 weeks from Sept '80 through mid-late Aug '81. They were soooo tall! On the Monday I started through that Thurs I got out of my subway train car, and walked southward underground toward the WTC's massive hustling, bustling, and pretty cool Concourse. I went in there, found my building, and took two elevators to the 73rd flr to the Northeast Corner's big office.

I had no trouble going right to the north windows first time on mid-morning break to look outward (what a view!) then down (what a drop!). Still, it took me till that same week's Friday to actually go outside of the subway station on to the street by one of the complex's smaller buildings (#'s 3, 4, 5, 6 + hotel), march halfway across the Plaza to look up - take a deep breath, and then go inside.
It was that unnerving to me at first! In fact the smaller buildings were actually 10 stories high. I had no idea since The Towers we're almost 10x's taller. I thought they were about 4-5 stories.

What made me fall in love over time was how they became canvases for the sky, light, and clouds. They were clad in white marble which would take on the color s of the sky at different times of the day, evening, white, yellow's, orange, light and vivid pinks, blues changing from light to dark, to black silouettes. And greys on the cloudy . The narrow uninterrupted strips of window glass would reflect sky, and clouds. The fact that there were
two of them made then extra special.

Everyday a changing canvas of light, color, and spaciousness!

The fact that there were two them increased this sense of space they "enclosed", and yet it also to me sent that special space beyond it's you boundaries.

Finally one of the most glorious views was looking up at them in just the right way, and time. While I took a bunch of photos over time out the north and east windows from our high perch this other circumstance was amazing.
From a certain area on the ground (in the Plaza) on a very sunny day (?Spring - Summer) facing west, and bit south you would have the the South Tower (#2) to your left, the North Tower (#1) to your right, and you'd be standing at a centered angle between them.

When you gazed upwards like you might do when seeing a big, puffy cloud fairly high in the sky with the sun behind but near an upper edge. How the rays of light would burst out in beams from behind it?!
Well The Towers did something similar. You'd be seeing the cast of shadowed light fron each building from above, and at each side of you. Those parts of the sky were a mid sky blue. While from where you stood and above in between the towers a lighter blue perhaps tinging towards a lighter green because of the sunlight - it could have even "felt" palish yellow the sunlit sky burst between the buildings eastwards to Queens, Brooklyn, and Long Island.

It was majestic! My wonderful, beautiful Twin 💖 Towers!

his understanding quite clearly. He knew the basic details of the danger, transmission etc

Though just reading yours and Hortense posts after mine...

I will add maaaybe waaay underneath that all the literaly explosive anti-"riot" stuff being used could add a percentage or 2 of distress that are pinging that memory.

And, it wasn't my first bomb scare.
Thinking about it - fairly unusual for a middle class white woman in America...

I have a theory about the following one which came to me I guess 30 yrs later...

Back in 1967 (or 66) my NYC JHS had a bomb scare. We were marched outside across the street.
My theory: 1) the wider area I lived in then had a lot of Anti-Castro Cubans who had left Cuba 2) My JHS was 1 of only 4 in all of the 5 Burroughs that offered Russian as a third "Foreign" Language course.
Equals = Russia's support for Cuban = bomb scare.

(Unless it was a prank, but only time it ever happened while I was there)

... when my Aunt, myself, and one of her grandkids in a taxi on the way to our hotel - I'd read more French history, and looked at Google maps of Paris for weeks before I flew to Europe (to Switzerland in the French section). I knew about Bastille Day and had celebrated it here in NYC!
I got chills when we passed by the monument & statue commemorating the site!

A belated Bastille Day to our French DU Internationals, and our French-Americans!

Liberté, Fraternité & Egalité! 💖 🗼