A proposal: Denmark and Greenland should offer to cede Greenland to Trump on the condition that he live in Greenland 330 days of the year. If his control of the island is so important for America’s national security, he needs to be there and if he is patriotic, he should be willing to make that adjustment to his living conditions. If life in Greenland is going to be demanded of those staffing the military bases there, it should be good enough for the president.
An alternative proposal: Apparently, Greenland is very, very, very important to our national security, but, if we are honest, Texas, Alabama, and Mississippi (and maybe Louisiana, except I like New Orleans) are not. Swap the island for those states. I know of many Americans who would be pleased if the United States did not have the burden of including Texas, Alabama, Mississippi (and maybe Louisiana, except I like New Orleans). But there will still have to be negotiations about who foots the bill for changing the few maps with Gulf of America.
I told a friend that I was concerned about an upcoming doctor’s appointment. This was not for the usual reasons, but because nurses are on strike at New York City hospitals, and my doctor has an office in a hospital. I have heard that it is chaos outside some facilities. And, I told my friend, I have never crossed a picket line. Bob said that his father told him never to cross a picket line because workers needed all the support that they could get. His mother also told him never to cross a picket line. She said, however, that is because the strikers would follow him home and break his legs. Bob said that her attitude might have come from her father. He had come penniless from Poland and had become financially successful here. His assumption became that if you were working class, it was because you were stupid or lazy or probably both.
A wise person said, “A man never realizes the blessing of being born poor, till he gets over it.”
The college football star after his team’s victory said that all glory for the win went to the Lord. Just once I would like to hear a football player say, “I was playing a great game until God made me fumble.”
