Three years ago, when I started the Surviving Seattle blog I thought it was important to look for a silver lining up here in a corner of the country cursed with short days and wet weather. Could a high-desert émigré find happiness in the soggy Northwest? I thought I could. I decided to write my way out of the gloom by finding interesting and entertaining things around Seattle – travel, books, art, music, dance, food and local theater.
That plan was working fine until August 6, 2015 when fifteen Republican Presidential aspirants showed up for a debate on Fox News. It was disturbing. I struggled to understand how the American electorate could tolerate a slate of such self-promoting, narcissistic, vulgar, blockheaded candidates? I tried to look away and trust that America would come to its senses. As much as I wanted to ignore it, I couldn’t. It was like watching a slow motion train wreck, and it made me wonder what the Founding Fathers would think.
