Wandering – or wobbling – into politics
It is something we seldom do, politics –
I seldom do it, but
Sometimes he just does this, Nils, Axel Sundstrøm’s brother –
he shows up at the front door because he wants to rail at someone and he knows
I am home. True, he’s wearing his mask (Democratic blue), and he does ask if he
can come in, but he also knows I won’t say “no.”
Today, he wants to talk about
Wyoming. “How about,” he says, “we dismiss it. As a state. We oust Wyoming from
the Union.
“Look at the advantages,” he says. “Two
Senate seats, three electoral college votes.
“We can have a resettlement plan for the
sixteen or so liberals that want to leave; it will cost very, very little, less than we return to the state in a year. In taxes.”
I ask him if he’d
like a cup of coffee or tea.
“What kind of
tea?” he says. “Do you have any of that Russian tea Roz makes?”
“I make it,” I say. “Yes.”
“Some of that, then. You make it?”
Nils Sundstrøm by Bel Monk (mask by m ball) |
“You can take off your mask,” I say. He does, scratches at his beard. “Aaah,” he says.
The kettle whistles. I pour the boiling water into the cups,
which begin to smell like oranges.
“It’s hot,” I say, putting one cup
in front of Nils and sitting down behind the other. “I’m not sure how you dismiss a state,” I say. “But, Wyoming,” I say.
“Yes.”
“It’s in the
middle of Montana, Idaho, Utah, Colorado, and Nebraska.”
“Yes, I guess it is.”
“How about the Dakotas?” I say. “Only between Minnesota and Montana, more or less. Four
Senate seats and six electors.”
“Hmmm,” Nils says.
“Plus, we get rid of Mt. Rushmore,”
I say.
It’s good, the “tea” that I make with instant lemon tea and Tang
and cinnamon and cloves. Plebeian, maybe, but good.
02.01.22
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