Good morning.
This has been a wild week -- and it didn't end all that well yesterday.
So, I'm a little confused by the Iranian election. I know I was distracted yesterday, but the way people were acting, it looked like change was coming. That included Obama, who gave an impromptu answer to a shouted question from a reporter:
We are excited to see what appears to be a robust debate taking place in Iran. And obviously, after the speech that I made in Cairo, we tried to send a clear message that we think there is the possibility of change. And ultimately, the election is for the Iranians to decide, but just as has been true in Lebanon, what can be true in Iran as well is that you’re seeing people looking at new possibilities. And whoever ends up winning the election in Iran, the fact that there’s been a robust debate hopefully will help advance our ability to engage them in new ways.Sounded like he'd seen some exit polling or had some intel that Iran was going to have a new president. But, that's not what happened, maybe. It was either a blowout or massive, massive fraud.
Check out the poem of week, Lesson, by Ellen Bryant Voigt. It's about mothers and their questions that are really already answered. Here's the first stanza:
Whenever my mother, who taughtIt gets a litte intense from there. Very intense with not many words. I really admire writers who can do say much with few words.
small children forty years,
asked a question, she
already knew the answer.
"Would you like to" meant
you would. "Shall we" was
another, and "Don't you think."
As in "Don't you think
it's time you cut your hair."
What's going on this weekend?
