Dozed off just now. When I woke I thought I still had to go to the doctor’s. But no. That was this morning.

Finishing a village moon while watching SAY NOTHING, which is a true story about the troubles in Ireland. I was there at that time. 1977. One woman in our academic program went to Belfast with her Irish boyfriend and we all thought she was nuts. Safety was not guaranteed.

Just by chance, I have an Irish lamb stew in the oven. It smells amazing.

It cracks me up how much Finn goes for my new electric blanket!

PS the South Koreans have set an admirable example for how to respond when an unpopular president imposes martial law. Swiftly. Effectively. Soldiers were blocking the Assembly and members climbed the walls to get inside and cast their votes, votes that declared the imposition of martial law unconstitutional. Citizens protested in big numbers.

A template for here? I wish. Our legislature cannot be relied upon to act to preserve democratic institutions, for one thing. For another, SCOTUS has given DJT ridiculously broad immunity. It’s easy to imagine Dumpkopf declaring that the imposition of martial law is part of his presidential duties. Et voila! Untouchable.

The other thing I worry about is the freed militias. If Captain Dickhead pardons the J6 insurrectionists as he has promised (reason enough to spare me the hand-wringing about Hunter’s pardon BTW), won’t they readily do trump’s bidding even if say, the military refused?

Enough. In spite of so many reasons to find differences unfavorable to the US, I am inspired by the South Koreans.

The other good news? Bluesky covered the rolling crisis practically in real time — just like Twitter would’ve done back in the day.

Tomorrow: coffee in town with a friend and pinwheel cookies.