To help pass the time waiting for the #28 bus, running on a Sunday schedule this being the great American holiday President’s Day, I went to the corner market and bought a red pen and a pad of paper. Both were proudly made in the USA. The pen, red to be patriotic, or because it was the only choice available? You decide. The paper is white, and if you squint and are colorblind the cover might look like what you would have to assume is blue.
However, the pen does not write, even though I intended to extol the virtues of compromise, and the “power of pride.” What a shame. Instead, I had to write this on my made-in-Mexico cell phone.