trust

So I said I'd take 24 hours to come up with something besides the corona to talk about, and that time has elapsed and I am sorry to say I haven't come up with much.

There is the issue of trust.  I have an email from a couple weeks ago from myself that contains one word: trust.  Saturday nights I watch a movie and then smoke some dope and watch it again and dope just sparks all kinds of ideas, all kinds of insights, valuable stuff, like why have I never thought of this before.  Some times it is so compelling that I have to write a note to myself, and that is what that email was all about.

I was watching The Iron Lady, the story of Margaret Thatcher with Meryl Streep playing the grande dame. It centers on her last days when she had Alzheimers, with flashbacks telling the story of her rise from a shopkeeper's daughter to the virtual queen of England.  It' centers on her rise within the conservative party.  The first thing is she marries a rich guy.  No slam on her for this because this is the first step in the career of pols of any ilk.

At first the tea and crumpets crowd within the party doesn't take to young Margaret, she is just too uncouth and has no pedigree to speak of, after all she is just a shopkeeper's daughter.  Ah but she makes that her strength.  She is proud to be a shopkeeper's daughter, Britain is a nation of shopkeepers and she steamrolls the opposition.

I think it was at this point that I emailed myself that one word: trust.  I'm thinking of shopkeepers and businessmen in general.  I'm thinking of the shops where Mom used to send me to get a loaf of bread and a quart of milk.  I knew the owners and they seemed like nice people, but you know I never quite trusted them, not that they were dishonest, but maybe their prices were higher than they should have been.  And they seemed rich, just because they had all this stuff, though in reality they were probably just scraping by.  Further up the chain, bigger stores, chains, businessmen in general, I never really trusted them.  They have all these accountants and lawyers and stuff, you know they are never going to give the common man an even break.

But Margaret trusted them, they were the people.  What she didn't trust was the liberals, and kind of gummint in general, unless she was running the gummint, and even then, the way our pols are always claiming that they are outsiders, she pretended that she wasn't the gummint.

Well the gummint, here in the USA we kind of take turns running it, sometimes the shopkeepers, and sometimes the other side, but who is the other side, who are these guys?  I think, very roughly that they are the academics, and I will continue this further in the morrow.

That is my way of putting the corona behind me, though I am only looking away from it at the moment.  Beagles may think he is putting the corona behind him, but I think it has other ideas.