We make the world?

In a country with a government led by a fascist felon with no regard for the law, an administration that preys on vulnerability and ignorance, that breeds hatred and division, that visits harm on people who are poor,  ill, very young, or very old, in that country—there are many cities full of people who resist. Even if we fail, we persist.

Posters affixed to the bottom of the bench at the bus stop: 

To the Servers,
The Cooks,
The Librarians, Musicians, Artists,
The Builders and Doctors,
From Teachers to Trades,
Dishwashers to Designers,
Researchers to Radicals

Not CEOs or Profit
Not Management or Corporate
Not Presidents
Nor Kings

WE MAKE THE WORLD.

Over those posters, in black marker, the exhortation: Mask up, we protect us. [Heart]

Apologies for my disappearance. I spend weekends at Sue’s house. She has a new computer, and I loaded Lightroom onto it and hoped we could both use it for processing, though she usually uses her phone. However the SSD card-reading dongle that fits her iPad does not fit the ports in her new laptop; so she has now ordered a new dongle with (we hope) the appropriate port connection. Maybe I can use her computer next weekend. Backblips will be uploaded.