if it were that simple. A confusion of cause and principle.

27 November 20 is

cat pat, treading on the pad, on the bed. Purring to itself, wanting food, at five in the morning. Half asleep and quarter awake, the rest in a state of forgotten dreamsy. a dream enjoyed as it took place, and forgotten thereafter.

Seven, school time for the son. He is singing,

he has his choir performance in the church today, he is practising his text. Singing. excited big day and an important show for him. And for the relations too. Sitting in church, listen to song for those who have forgotten how to pray..

The cat is up and full of frisks, the son has gone to school, singing. And the day is cold and grey.

Read the news, hear that an internal problem is to be solved by military means in a country far away. This has been shown not to work in the past, a dismal failure two times, three times several times. Vietnam Somalia Iraq Afghanistan and Iraq again. Dismal.

Big Brother seems not to work in real life. This does not stop people trying, or believing that these methods will succeed.

If it were that simple. A confusion of cause and principle.

The French killers, Europeans, so why search for solutions elsewhere?

And that is the end of the news. The cat has played with an empty ink cartridge. Substitute for a mouse, it is thrown into the air, chewed, and pounced upon..

There are no real mice here.