Trump linked to Khashoggi’s murderers?

10 February 2019

Only two pieces of news deserving comment this week, one rather more parochial than the other.

The parochial news is that East Devon’s MP was seen in public in East Devon, visiting the donkey sanctuary (whoever just sniggered, report to me after class), something newsworthy enough to have been reported in the local paper.

Trump is lurking in the shadows behind the other news, that the world’s richest man, Jeff Bezos (who could afford to buy Trump’s business ‘empire’ with what he keeps in his petty cash box), has reportedly been subjected to “extortion and blackmail” by David J Pecker, chief executive of American Media Inc (AMI).  Pecker is a long-term friend of Trump’s and, after Trump’s election, “he rewarded Mr. Pecker’s loyalty with a White House dinner to which the media executive brought a guest with important ties to the royals in Saudi Arabia” (as reported in the New York Times on 23 August last year).

What you need to know first is that Pecker is the controlling force behind AMI, which publishes the National Enquirer;  Bezos owns Amazon and the Washington Post, the paper that uncovered Watergate and whose columnist Jamal Khashoggi was murdered by Saudi Arabia.  The Washington Post is respected for its impartial and accurate reporting while the National Enquirer publishes stories like “Angelina Loses – the Kids Choose Brad” and “Robert Blake Murdered my Mom” (and might even have originated the famous headline “Hitler’s Bus Found on Moon”).

AMI recently entered into an immunity deal with the Department of Justice relating to their role in the so-called “Catch and Kill” process on behalf of Trump and his election campaign.  Pecker and AMI have also been investigated for various actions they’ve taken on behalf of the Saudi Government.

(Before starting on the story itself, I must first declare another of my prejudices:  I would like  Amazon a lot more (and would buy a lot more from them) if they paid full UK taxes on their UK profits, rather than transferring most of them to Ireland by way of an inequitable – but entirely legal – administration fee.)

Anyway, Bezos hit the headlines in some red-top papers in January after he and his wife, MacKenzie, announced they were divorcing and, shortly afterwards, the National Enquirer published “intimate text messages” revealing Bezos’s relationship with Lauren Sánchez, a former TV anchor.

Bezos immediately hired investigators “to determine the motives for the many unusual actions taken by the Enquirer”, including their publication of intimate text messages sent by him and how those texts were obtained.  His brief to the investigators was to waste as little of his time as possible and do whatever was necessary with no limit to the costs that might be incurred.

The investigation upset Pecker who was, according to an AMI leader, “apoplectic” about Bezos’s investigation and, for reasons that still aren’t clear, the Saudi angle seemed to hit a particularly sensitive nerve.  AMI’s lawyers then wrote to Bezos threatening to publish other material if he didn’t back off.

Taking the only possible response to any attempt at blackmail, Bezos then called Pecker’s bluff in a blog post on 7 February in which he incorporated the full text of their threatening email (which included explicit details of the material they held) and, amongst other things, said:

“Rather than capitulate to extortion and blackmail, I’ve decided to publish exactly what they sent me, despite the personal cost and embarrassment they threaten.

“The [Washington] Post’s essential and unrelenting coverage of the murder of its columnist Jamal Khashoggi is undoubtedly unpopular in certain circles.

“A few days after hearing about Mr. Pecker’s apoplexy, we were approached, verbally at first, with an offer. They said they had more of my text messages and photos that they would publish if we didn’t stop our investigation … [I] didn’t react to the generalized threat with enough fear, so they sent an email on 5 February [saying they could] “describe to [me] the photos obtained during [their] newsgathering”.

“If in my position I can’t stand up to this kind of extortion, how many people can?

“Of course I don’t want personal photos published, but I also won’t participate in their well-known practice of blackmail, political favors, political attacks, and corruption. I prefer to stand up, roll this log over, and see what crawls out.”



The myth of empire, hope for the rust belt and the News Quiz dream team

3 February 2019

Tweedledum had been complaining that Tweedledee had spoiled her faithful old rattle, but she now has a brand new one which she says is nothing like the old one so her gang’s most humiliating defeat in living memory was actually a huge triumph.  Meanwhile the Speaker tut-tutted and said “people expect better behaviour” in the House of Commons.  Not me mate, I’ve got used to the baying of hounds on both sides with nobody ever saying anything substantive or constructive (or, recently, even intelligent).

It’s embarrassing.  Didn’t we rule the world for a few years with an empire that covered a lot of the world page in my school atlas (and this was after our largest colony had fought Britain for its independence and won so it could, some 230 years later, elect a C-list TV celebrity with no political experience as president)?

I mean, you just have to look back into history to see our imperial contributions to world peace:  our part in the Crimean War that ultimately led to the establishment of the USSR, both Boer Wars (during the second of which we invented concentration camps) that led to apartheid, our role in the creation of Palestine and, later, the state of Israel, the militarily irrelevant bombing of Dresden in 1945 that killed an estimated 300,000-500,000 people, most of them civilians (for a slightly unusual take on this, read Kurt Vonnegut’s ‘Slaughterhouse Five’), the cack-handed partition of Pakistan and India, etc etc etc.

The interesting question is why we wanted an empire and, obviously, the answer is money.  In the 16th century, small gangs of heavily-armed thugs roamed over the Atlantic stealing Mayan gold and Spanish loot.  Later, South Africa had diamonds and West Africa had people who could be kidnapped and sold as slaves.  Australia was as far as it was possible to send really evil people like those who’d poached one of His Lordship’s pheasants for Christmas lunch.  East India was even run by a company for decades.

Perhaps it really will be best for Britain to revert to its original status as a small, damp and insignificant independent state just off the mainland European coast whom nobody cares about.

And perhaps America should accept its president has made it a laughing stock internationally, and he’s so stupid that he’s dangerous and the end of the world is now closer than ever.  Bottling out of the stand-off and ending the Trump shutdown without receiving any concessions won’t have done his self-regard any good either.

My brother’s just been to America to see a performance of the pantomime that he and a friend wrote and says their friends there hope that what excited people in the rust zone is Trump’s claim that, having started with nothing, he made it to President so, if he can, anybody can.  So they need to learn is that all he actually started with was a father who was a billionaire and, even though he’s lost a lot of it through sheer incompetence, he’s still a billionaire, just a poorer one, if ‘poorer billionaire’ isn’t an oxymoron.

Have I mentioned my favourite album title of all time?  Seasick Steve’s ‘I started out with nothing and I’ve still got most of it left’.  (My second favourite is Deana Carter’s ‘Did I shave my legs for this?’)

The saddest news of the week was that Jeremy Hardy died of cancer at the age of 57.  It’s thirteen years since Linda Smith died at the age of 48 and twelve years since Alan Coren died at the age of 69;  both of them also had cancer.  That’s ¾ of the ‘News Quiz’ dream team dead.  We can only hope that Andy Hamilton is taking great care of himself.

Jeremy Hardy once said on the News Quiz “I don’t get this fashion for happy funerals. [Somebody] said he wanted all his mates to be in a good mood and smile, and this is a very fashionable idea, that when you die, it’s supposed to be a celebration and joyous and everyone laughing, but I want people’s lives torn apart when I go. I want to be embalmed and brought out when we have guests.”

He’s also reported to have said “Northern Ireland is part of Ireland, not Britain, as can clearly be seen from aerial photographs.”

One of Alan Coren’s apercus was his comment on the Netherlands that “Apart from cheese and tulips, the main product of the country is advocaat, a drink made from lawyers”, while Linda Smith said she was born in Erith in Kent which wasn’t twinned with anywhere but had a suicide pact with Dagenham.

We need more people like them.

Fliszt, Tori Amos and an accident waiting to happen on Heathrow’s third runway

27 January 2019

It was a great relief to hear Treeza say on Monday that we all live in “social cohesion” and that a second Brexit vote had been ruled out to avoid threatening this.  There was I thinking that our society was already torn apart by divisions over what different people thought Brexit meant.  I must have been getting old and cynical – I’m younger than that now.

On Wednesday, I heard what sounded like a new use of the word ‘clandestine’.  In a Radio 3 programme about Liszt, the presenter said “In the course of his clandestine affair they produced two more children”.  It must be quite difficult to have clandestine children.

As we all know (well, we will in a minute), Marie-Catherine-Sophie de Flavigny, countess d’Agoult, had married Colonel Charles d’Agoult but later left him in 1834 to live with Franz Liszt (always known as Fliszt on the old radio show ‘My Music’).

They had three children but Liszt went on tour to raise money for a Beethoven monument in Bonn while she moved to Paris after about 5 years.  They continued to holiday together for a few years but finally separated in 1844 and Marie wrote books as ‘Daniel Stern’ about her experiences in Parisian society in the 1840s.

Liszt was prodigiously gifted and his musical talents were widely recognised.  There’s a fairly famous painting of Liszt playing a Bösendorfer piano at a concert for Emperor Franz Joseph I.  Bösendorfers were (still are) unusual instruments because some models have 92 or 97 keys instead of the standard 88 keys.  Bösendorfers were, of course, more recently favoured by Victor Borge and Tori Amos.

At this point, if you’re a nervous flyer, stop reading and get a cup of tea.

Aircraft using Heathrow’s third runway could be controlled from a basement room without windows, where the Air Traffic Control officers would work in front of images from ultra-high definition cameras and artificial intelligence systems that will allow them to ‘see’ further when the visibility is poorer and land planes at normal intervals instead of delaying flights by keeping them further apart.  Imagine what could happen if a terrorist hacked into their system through your smart meter and ATC was blinded.

Anybody remember the worst air crash ever?  27 March 1977 at the old ‘Los Rodeos’ airport in Tenerife which, being at 2000’, was subject to lumps of thick cloud blowing over its only runway.  Las Palmas airport on Gran Canaria had been closed by a bomb so flights were diverted to Tenerife.

The taxiway on Tenerife was therefore full of queuing aircraft so those taking off had to go onto the runway itself and backtaxi to the other end and turn round before they could take off.  While a KLM Boeing 747 was doing this, a PanAm Boeing 747 was told to backtaxi behind them up the runway to the third exit then turn off it.

Unfortunately, the PanAm plane missed the third exit in the thick cloud and continued up the runway while the KLM plane had turned and was ready to go.  Neither plane could see the other and the control tower couldn’t see either of them.  The KLM plane then misunderstood some ATC instructions that were interrupted by radio interference, started to take off and was just leaving the ground at 160 mph when it saw the PanAm plane in front of it.  The last words on the KLM’s cockpit voice recorder were, as is so often the case, “Oh shit”.  583 people died.

At the time, I worked for a tour operator and flew into the airport a couple of weeks later.  The only sign of the accident was a lot of blackened grass and some new asphalt on the runway.

The good news is that the accident led to some vital changes to ATC communications which have avoided similar accidents in the 40+ years since then.

On an even cheerier note, a landowner in Aberdeenshire recently reported a previously unknown recumbent stone circle but excitement levels lowered somewhat when the farm’s former owner said he’d built the stone circle as a replica in the mid-1990s.  All together now:  awww!

20 January 2019

What a week!  What a 2½ years!  Never in the field of human conflict has so much been spent by so few to achieve so little.

Just before the crucial vote on the one and only possible plan / backstop, the Prime Minister said that voting it down would destroy people’s faith in politics.  We’re supposed to have faith in politics?  Don’t we need faith only if something can’t be proved?  Or did she mean politicians?  If I’d ever had any faith in politicians generally, I certainly wouldn’t have any now after 2 years of dithering and 6 months of panic.

After the plan had been voted down by the House of Lords, the Scottish Parliament, the Welsh Assembly and, overwhelmingly, by the House of Commons, Wednesday’s newspaper headlines were fascinating:

Dismay (Daily Express)

May’s Brexit deal crushed by Commons (Financial Times)

May suffers historic defeat as Tories turn against her (Guardian)

Historic humiliation (i)

Fighting for her life (Daily Mail)

Worst defeat EVER (Metro)

No deal No hope No clue No confidence (Daily Mirror)

Brextinct (Sun)

A complete humiliation (Telegraph)

May suffers historic defeat (Times)

and, not to be missed,

Dermot’s rage at Ant and Dec (Daily Star)

Rarely have the media been so (nearly) united.

It was also revealed this week that the FBI had, in 2017, investigated whether Trump was a Russian agent and, predictably, he went berserk.  Just imagine how differently we’d have felt about him if he’d said something like “That’s what they get paid for, to protect America and to investigate rumours, however unlikely, and they proved my innocence.”

The President doth protest too much methinks.

And here’s some news of a sneaky and half-arsed tax increase that I missed when it was announced last autumn (though Hammond may have forgotten to mention it in his budget speech):  probate fees in England and Wales – Scotland and Norther Ireland have different rules – will be increasing in April from the current levels of £155 or £215.

The good news is that estates worth less than £50,000 won’t pay anything and fees for some estates worth more than this will be related to the value of the estate.  The bad news is that there is a maximum charge is £6,000 on estates worth £2m or more so greed is still perceived as good.  Those with enough money in their petty cash boxes to pay all MPs’ salaries forever will have their fees capped at £6,000.  Aren’t these exactly the people who can afford to pay a lot more?

They’re probably too busy collecting rents:  more than 40% of council flats originally sold to tenants under Maggie Thatcher’s misguided ‘right to buy’ scheme are now owned by private ‘buy to let’ landlords.  Why don’t we renationalise all former council flats subject to the same discount as tenants were given when they bought them?  It would certainly help the people on councils’ waiting lists.

While I’m talking about money, the Department for Education has estimated that 45% of the value of loans to undergraduates will never be repaid. Outstanding loans to students in England exceeded £100bn in 2018, which means that £45bn will be ‘lost’ forever or, more accurately, paid by the rest of us.  £15bn was borrowed in the previous year alone and annual loans are expected to rise to £20bn by 2022-23.  I wonder what it costs to administer loan accounts, and collect and process repayments, and threaten those who fall into arrears;  and if it might be cheaper to do away with tuition fees and dismantle the bureaucracy?

Recent research based on figures from the Ministry of Transport undertaken by an insurance company masquerading as The Academy for Studying the Blindingly Obvious (ASBO) has shown that cars in Scotland drive an average of 8,202 miles a year while cars in south-west London only drive 5,345 miles a year.  They didn’t disclose whether any of the researchers did geography at school.

There are three ‘supermoons’ this year.  The first is tonight and coincides with a lunar eclipse so it’s called a super blood wolf moon (doesn’t it sound like a Native American’s name!)  The moon will supposedly be red between about 4.40 am and 6.45 am with the eclipse peaking at around 5.10 am so, if you’re up in the night and if it’s not cloudy, look up.

13 January 2019

The year hasn’t started well and 4 January was ‘Fat Cat Friday’, the day by which the average FTSE 100 CEO had trousered the take-home pay that an average worker will take the entire year to get.  CEOs are paid around £1,020 per hour (11% more than last year), 133 times more than the average worker.

This has understandably upset both unions and shareholder groups and 63 companies faced investor rebellions over directors’ pay last year.  Jeff Fairburn of Persimmon, against whom I’ve railed before, ended up getting chucked out and 70% of shareholders voted against the Royal Mail CEO’s pay packet.  The same large companies have been gratifyingly embarrassed by having to publish their gender pay gap and justify why they pay men so much more than women;  why don’t they all just reduce men’s pay to the same as the pay of women doing equivalent work?  (Charities provide an interesting contrast: more than half the fundraising directors of the top 100 charities are women.)

But some businesses are happy to be ethical:  one of the largest cooperatives in Europe, Suma, a wholefood collective and ethical wholesaler founded in 1977, makes decisions collectively so it doesn’t even have a CEO and everyone gets paid the same regardless of gender, age or height.  They deliver over 7,000 vegetarian, natural, responsibly sourced products across the UK and internationally.  Have a look:

Trump said he’d be proud to shut the government down if Congress didn’t approve a budget giving him money for his wall;  Congress didn’t approve the budget so he shut the government down, telling everyone the Democrats had forced him to do this;  Congress said no budget will be approved until the government is reopened;  “that’s blackmail” says Trump, who’s a bit slow on the uptake, give me the money or I’ll declare a national emergency.  Next week, Trump will threaten to take the lid off the teapot to free the dormouse.

Ryanair has been rated as the worst airline for the sixth year running by ‘Which?’ magazine.  In their annual survey of short-haul airlines, passengers gave the airline the lowest possible rating for boarding, seat comfort, food and drink, and cabin environment.

Ryanair carries more passengers than any other airline in Europe (but not always to the place or on the day they wanted to go) and is also now the airline most consumers refuse to fly with; 70% of those who expressed a preference in the survey said they would not use Ryanair.  Ryanair’s response was that their flights are cheap but even this isn’t true when you’ve paid for ‘extras’ like having a seat inside the plane (these extras contribute 25% of Ryanair’s revenue or, putting it the other way round, increase the average headline cost by a third).

Meanwhile Boom Supersonic has raised $100m (£79m) for the next stage of its project to create a supersonic commercial aircraft, known as Overture, which will fly at speeds exceeding Mach 2 with a range of more than 5,000 miles.  A half-size prototype is set to take to the air later this year, crewed by very small people (guess which bit I made up).

Once the Overture is in commercial use, it’ll get you from Edinburgh to Vancouver in roughly four hours, about half the flight time of conventional aircraft.  (From here, getting to Edinburgh will take even longer.)  Virgin Atlantic has already taken options on 10 of the things.

It will only have 55 seats but will be able to fly further, more economically and more quietly than Concorde – the company claims it will be “as quiet as the subsonic aircraft flying similar routes today” and its sonic boom will be “at least 30 times quieter”.  The latter claim worries me because I don’t know what it means.  Does it mean the bang, measured in decibels, will be 1/30 of Concorde’s bang?  It seems unlikely somehow.  Anyway, the bang is just that, over and done in a second, even if it does leave half your windows on the floor, whereas the noise of Concorde accelerating after take-off rattled the fillings in your teeth.  (Younger readers might like to know that fillings are … oh, forget it.)

They also reckon it will ‘only’ use between five and seven times as much fuel per passenger but that seat prices will be approximately the same as business class seats in subsonic aircraft.  I don’t really understand the maths in that either so let’s just hang onto their plans as something to look forward to in 2019 – there ain’t much else.

6 January 2019

The shortest day has bin and gorn, summer is icumen in but the mornings still seem to be getting darker as I empty the dogs.  Ultima Thule is no longer Great Britain’s northernmost point, a large chunk of rock just north of the Muckle Flugga in Shetland, but two conjoined lumps of rock in the Kuiper belt and it’s no longer pronounced ‘thule’ but ‘tooler’.

China has landed a rover on the far side of the moon and is successfully receiving pictures through an orbiting satellite, which implies a lot about their military capabilities, but nobody has any idea how Chris Grayling thinks.  Or, apparently, doesn’t.

My own week has been enlivened by an exchange with ‘Donald Trump’.  I originally emailed Trump saying

“You repeatedly assured the American people that Mexico would pay for the border wall.  Why are you now closing down the Government because Congress won’t give you the money so you can pay for the wall?”

Within an hour or so, I got an email that appeared to be a generic response to all queries received.  It had a White House heading and ended with a facsimile of Trump’s signature;  it accused the Democrats of impeding progress on the wall and causing the government shut-down so I naturally wrote again:

“Thank you for replying so quickly with what appears to be a standard form of answer (containing two spelling mistakes) to a completely different question.  I would be most grateful if you could now answer the question I asked.”

Within a few hours, I got an email that appeared to be … (you can guess the rest) so I wrote again:

“Let me try again to see if, third time lucky, I can actually get an answer to the question I asked.  Since I’m curious, I’ll also expand it to make it easier to understand.

  • You repeatedly assured the American people that Mexico would pay for a border wall
  • It seems you’ve been unable to negotiate a deal with Mexico that means they will pay for your wall
  • You now want America to pay for this
  • Congress are reluctant to do this so you’ve closed down the American people’s government in an attempt to force Congress to agree to do this
  • Why? Is it because you can’t afford to pay for your wall from your own personal fortune or because you want the American people to bail you out of a promise you made to them that you now find you can’t honour?

“I look forward to receiving a definitive answer.”

A few hours later, I received … guess … so I left it a couple of days and tried a different tack:

“Thank you for your replies to my earlier emails.  I’ve only just understood the purpose of your replies and am writing to offer you my congratulations.

“I’ve been told that you said some time ago, possibly in the 1990s, that you were not inherently political but that you tended towards the democrats.  This suddenly makes it clear that your failure to explain why you’re not honouring your promise to the American people that Mexico would pay for the wall, and your obfuscations, terminological inexactitudes, defensiveness, your apparent lack of accurate information on other subjects and now the threat to keep the Government closed down sine die are part of a campaign to discredit the Republican party from inside and I must apologise to you for not having appreciated this earlier.

“Keep up the good work on getting sufficient funding from Congress for your Mexican border wall Mr President – more power to your arm.”

Guess what I received.  Wrong!  It was still under a White House heading but it was from some poor sod in “The Office of Presidential Correspondence” saying they were “carefully reviewing” my message and the President appreciates my “taking the time to reach out”.

Not waving but drowning.

I copied my exchange to some friends in America who sent a link to an interview with Professor Bandy X. Lee MD MDiv analysing Trump’s pathology.  According to Yale School of Medicine, Prof Lee is “an internationally recognized expert on violence.  Trained in medicine and psychiatry at Yale and Harvard Universities, and in medical anthropology as a fellow of the National Institute of Mental Health, she is currently on the faculty of Yale School of Medicine’s Law and Psychiatry Division.”

Those of a nervous disposition should stop reading here and have a cup of tea;  stronger readers can read the interview at but keep the Valium close by.

30 December 2018

As 2018 ends not with a bang but with a resounding tinkle and we near the start of a year that seems likely to be even worse, it’s a very easy year to summarise:  the UK started to realise that a Disunited Kingdom might become unavoidable, both the Conservative and Labour Parties splintered, and America increasingly isolated itself from everybody else, and none of this matters because we’re destroying the world anyway.

But there is good news:  accusing Trump of ‘draft-dodging’ may be unfair.  Trump’s original medical in his teens classified him as 1A, or “available for service” but his call-up was deferred because he was a student, nothing to do with his Trumptitude, all students were automatically deferred.  When he graduated in 1968, he lost his student exemption and had another physical examination in September 1968, less than two years after his previous medical, which sadly reclassified his medical condition as 1Y which put him near the bottom of any call-up list.

He claimed last year that the reclassification was because he had bone spurs on his heels (which must have developed while he was playing baseball, tennis and squash at college).  He could of course have volunteered to serve his country anyway, but it must have slipped his mind.

However, it appeared on Thursday that, when he was just a child, he might have been involved in the Korean war when one paper headlined an article “‘War detectives’ try to trace soldiers lost in Korea with help of DNA and Trump”.  I can get lost without anyone’s help, whether it’s the Drug Nforcement Agency or an American president.

The year’s performances by politicians all over the world have reinforced my long-held hang-up conviction that people who are interested in getting into positions of power are automatically unsuited to be in power and that politicians, local and national, should be elected by lot from the populace to serve for a limited period of, say, three years.  I was therefore disappointed to learn that I’m almost 2,500 years behind more intelligent people because the ancient Greeks used a device called a kleroterion to select individuals to serve limited terms as Athenian officials in about 350BC.

This method of selection by lot rather than votes is called sortition and a rather similar process was used by Ireland in 2016 to create a Citizens’ Assembly consisting of 99 people selected from the electoral roll who spend occasional weekends considering, debating and voting on contentious issues.  They have no executive power but the Assembly has already been credited with providing the momentum to legalise abortion and recommending radical action to curb greenhouse emissions.

As for 2019, there seems little point in predicting anything since 2018 has proved that the best and only possible Brexit deal will leave remainers and leavers deeply unhappy so let’s just make some wishes:  there’ll be no famines, floods, droughts, tsunamis or earthquakes anywhere, England will win the Ashes (possibly back again, depending on who’s got them at the moment), Harry & Meghan’s baby will be black, Angelina Jolie will become America’s 46th president, Mark Zuckerberg will stop passing my personal information on to the highest bidder and refugees will be welcomed because they didn’t cross the channel in small SRIBs for fun (it’s roughly equivalent to crossing the M25 on crutches).

Another of my long-held beliefs is that there are three levels of caring that develop as we grow up.  Babies are entirely self-centred:  their only interest is in themselves, making sure that they’re comfortable and not hungry or thirsty.  As they grow into children and adults, they develop relations with family and friends and become part of a group and help the other members of ‘their’ group.

Not everybody reaches the third level, which involves becoming interested in people outside their groups who they don’t even know as individuals, and then giving up something from their own lives to help them.  They may give money to charity, or help someone who’s fallen in the street, or sacrifice a lot of time as well as a night’s sleep every month to answer telephone calls from people in distress, or support their loved ones while they do this (they also serve who stay at home and do the ironing).

Wouldn’t it be nice if everybody in the world spent a little more time thinking about how they could make others’ lives a little bit easier?

Perhaps we should remember it’s not who or what we believe in, it’s how we live our lives.

May 2019 be good for you all.