Timeline: Lunchtime on Friday. Again, measured by “ink” the biggest political story of the week just ended (by the time this is published) was the Trump legal soap opera. The timestamp is necessary because the situation is dynamic. At a distant point in time, I know I had a pair of green socks. If I were foolish enough to buy Donald Trump’s malarkey, I might have a place to look for them. Continue reading My Green Socks →