Trump must be in the center of attention, always. Winning means being the center of attention. To keep his show on the road he has to bring people to him who hold him up no matter what he says or does. (Think of The True Believer, by Eric Hoffer. (As I think I have said before, President Trump is a nihilist — his is the judgment of power, not reason or morals. For now, Trump is doing what every hopeful millennialist would do to gain power. There is danger.
I am going to try to imagine what my Uncle Curt and Aunt Alma Kerr Timm and Elmer and Francis Benson would be thinking of of a President Trump were they playing bridge of a Saturday in the fall.
Remembering Eugene McCarthy, Solon — superficial comments about Eugene McCarthy.
The Middle East seems to be a conflagration of large street gangs who are on a rampage of blood lust against one and all. Every group leader and every group member are wrapped up in the religious flag of Islam. No gang is ascendant. History shows that none will ever become ascendant. They all dream of a caliphate. The last caliphate was the Ottoman Empire. Mapping of the Ottoman Empire over time. It would be easier from a foreign policy standpoint if they would all get together and form a caliphate. Thus, there would be someone to relate to. It is rather hard to keep tabs on all the gangs and their ever shifting leadership. Without a caliphate, the world will experience an ongoing influenza of war, domination, predation of women, and a march back to the dark ages where all of this seemed to be the thing to do. It might be best from a foreign policy standpoint to let the areas where there is an allegiance to Islam work out their own understanding of what it means to be human. There will not be much pleasure in this foreign policy. However, to think America can change any of what is going on is irrational.
October 10, 1878, a Thursday during hunting season and harvest time was a tragic day for Swift County. A prairie fire started near the Pomme de Terre River and expanded to thirty miles wide. Destroying everything in its path is rapidly moved thirty miles toward Benson. Here is the New York Times article about the fire on October 11, 1878. Prairie fire 1878.
My grandfather, Hedley R. Kerr (1868 – 1931), died in Appleton on November, 17, 1931. The census records of 1905 say my grandfather was 37 years old at the time of the census. He was 63. My mother, Helen Kerr (Eugster), was 19 then. She was the youngest of the seven children of Hedley R. Kerr, and my grandmother, Mina Kepner Kerr (1873 – 1959). My grandmother lived on until her death in Appleton in the March 28, 1959, she was 86. I was 15. I vividly remember her death, funeral, and the family sadness at her passing. A bit of grace — Wilson Kerr, one of her beloved sons, died the three months later of stomach cancer. He died in Minneapolis on June 14, 1959 (1898 – 1959) . He was 61. My mother, born June 8, 1912, was 47. It is a hard thing to realize she was only 47 at the time. I recall her sadness at the death of her mother and the death of the brother who was so very close to her.
The Hedley Kerr Farm (the one before the one nearer to Appleton) was just west of US 59 and a couple of miles north of US 12. The picture above is what the farmstead looks like now (four years ago in March). It is a lovely spot. Maybe this link from the Minnesota Historical Society website will work and you will see what I mean.