Today I went to Seabird's new office in my building, and one of her officemates had made cookies because tomorrow is another office mate's birthday. Apparently it was his first birthday when the terrorist attack happened - now I feel old. Seabird and I did walk at lunch, but I was sore and had to take the bus for the second half. I can't take ibuprofen before my procedure on Monday; I can take acetaminophen, and I did, but it never does anything. It would have to happen that my back hurts the one week I can't do anything about it, since I rarely take ibuprofen. Wonder what I did to it?
In the afternoon we had our big department meeting with everyone in person for the first time since the pandemic. We've been having hybrid meetings for years, so some faculty were grumbling about having to be in person. (We staff members have been in person since we could be.) One of the grad students told me that Charlie Kirk had been shot, and while I am no fan of the man, I was horrified. Now rumors are flying about the person who did it, but nobody has been caught, so they are just rumors. I find it rather disingenuous that right-wingers are accusing leftists of doing this, after years of saying leftists are gun-hating pacifist wimps. So which is it? I have my own opinions about who would have the most to gain from this, and it isn't the Left, but I will wait to see if they find the killer and learn a motive. All this political violence is terrifying, and from what I've seen the people on the left are horrified, much more so than the people on the right were when that legislator from Minnesota was assassinated along with her husband. It is a bit haunting to hear Charlie Kirk say not too long ago that a few gun deaths are the price we have to pay as a society for our right to own guns - I suppose he never thought he'd be one of those deaths, but violent rhetoric begets violence. Where does this all end? Nowhere good, I'm afraid.
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