It is two months since the presidential election, and everyone is in a seemingly pre-assigned groove. Obama making appointments to the Cabinet — it appears like an endless stream of new people giving their introductory speeches in front of the cameras, even though I know that there is only a finite number of Cabinet posts to be filled. The daughters have started school.
Bush is in hiding except for a few carefully arranged interviews on harmless topics. Book contracts with the Bush family are being signed. There has been been no evidence of presidential-type action on his part in the news that I have been watching all morning.
I am still in the rut of news-watching that I developed in the pre-election months. This in itself is good, because all involvement with the real world is good, or so they tell me.
Through all of these various streams of activity, there is a great, huge sense of suspense, of what will happen when…
I wish you could fast-forward life.