Have you ever felt, at times, like you’re standing on the edge of a cliff, not knowing what will happen next? Will you fall backward, safe and grounded, or will you tip forward just enough that you plunge into an abyss of who-knows-what?
Okay, that’s a bit melodramatic, but I’m trying to make several points at once. First, I don’t know if I’ll even get through this writing, since my almost-new computer has warned me that its hard drive is failing. I called the people I bought it from and they’re going to send me a new hard drive, but I’ve got to install it myself. Kind of a weird warranty, huh?
Then there’s the election thing. I’m sure many of you thought, as I did, that come November 9th all the political ranting would finally stop on social media and we could get back to life as we knew it. Well, that ain’t happened. Far as I can tell, all the self-made political pundits online still want to tell us mostly-untrue stories about Donald and Hillary since we apparently didn’t get enough in the months before the election.
Attention, guys: Trump won. He’s going to be president. Ain’t really anything we can do about it, so let’s just accept what is and move on, make the best of it, get ready for the next big voting day and hope that the world’s still around.
Next, and really more importantly, as we all prepare for Thanksgiving and revel in the many good things about our lives, let’s remember that there are still people who don’t have homes to go back to in eastern North and South Carolina more than a month after the devastating floods. Still plenty of things we can do for them, not the least of which is praying. Also in this world of climate change (it’s real, politicians, and we’d better do something about it sooner than later) while flood victims struggle, now we have the fires in the western part of the Carolinas that are literally blowing smoke across the rest of this beautiful land, creating situations where people in cities hundreds of miles away are being warned not to go outside because they may not be able to breathe.
There are a few good things, more or less, to ponder. One is that I’m considering offering up writing classes for online prognosticators who apparently didn’t pay attention to spelling, grammar and punctuation in their youth. Good lord. All you have to do is scroll down on any social media site and you see every language known to mankind being butchered mercilessly. If you’re going to share on the sites, please at least use SPELL-CHECK, for cryin’ out loud!
The astonishingly prolific Rowling wrote this for the screen and promises at least five chapters of the pre-Potter saga. Doesn’t hurt that it’s directed by HP veteran David Yates and stars the amorphic Eddie Redmayne as the curator of those creatures.
Redmayne’s character, Newt Scamander, is loosed in 1920s New York City to search for the beasts while he encounters – no surprise here – all manner of magical and diabolical types on two legs or more.
Potter fans will absolutely rejoice and anyone who loves magic on the silver screen will absolutely have a wondrous time.
Though I’ve more to share as I stand here on the cliff’s edge, I’ll have to hold it until our next time together, since my marvelous Dell is making strange noises and I don’t want to ‘blue screen’ before I publish this.
Hang in there.
Note to readers: Depending on the agility of whomever may end up repairing this machine, I’ll be back next Monday. Until then…