Thursday, July 14, 2011
A Tale of Two Cities
Last night after the storm. Yeah, that's the almost full moon to the right of the dome.
It was hot and miserable yesterday. Then a big storm blew through, or, the way we used to say it, the "broom of weather" swept away the thick, polluted air. The sky is sparkling blue, the air is sweet and light. It is like a different city here today. Beautiful.
If the weather explains everything (it almost always does) then maybe this shift means that the energy down around the Capitol will shake loose and a deal can be made about the debt ceiling. I read earlier this week that President Obama was holding meetings at the White House, always a bad idea as the White House has the most congealed, hardened glue-like energy of any building in DC. The energy at the White House is like a dry cough. I would hate to live there.
If the players could meet in the center of the rotunda in the Capitol; if they cleared the room of tourists and just set some chairs around the center where JFK lay in state, where Lincoln lay in state, beneath the Apotheosis of Washington, I'm absolutely CERTAIN they could figure it out.
But maybe this change in the weather is all that's needed. DC feels much more spacious, much more at ease today than yesterday. May the process move forward. May it be so!
This hibiscus is as big as your head.