More fun this morning. The Debt Bomb, similar to what the Experts have called the
Bomb Cyclone, apparently went off overnight. That phenomenon occurs when a large, intense mid-latitude storm with low pressure at its center spins off weather fronts with a remarkable array of associated weather.

Here in Arlington this morning it amounts only to a modest drizzle under gray skies. That will not produce much in the way of dislocation, though obviously the money thing will. Our Representatives will do something rather than default on the massive amount we owe people who apparently don’t like us. That was the situation as the mild gray dawn came up. Loma is accustomed to blowing things up from aircraft delivery systems, and thus has a propensity for loud noises and brilliant flashes of light.

We took a poll of those who gathered out on the Balcony. A minor but significant majority agree that something will happen. That is about as far as we got, since some of us raised families in Fairfax County. The news about the schools was one factor in the polling this morning. Seven of the high schools in that district in Virginia apparently deliberately withheld notification that some of their students had been awarded National Merit status for their performance. We looked to see which schools they were, and if the kids we helped produce would have been victimized if they were still students.

Loma looked across the circle at Melissa and Rocket before he spoke. “My kids went to Wilbert Tucker Woodson High School, a high school located in the east end of the city of Fairfax, opposite the shopping center on Main Street. It was once the largest such school in the Commonwealth. It was named for Wilbert Woodson, the second-longest serving Superintendent of Fairfax County Public Schools. He got hired in the year of the Stock Market Crash in 1929 and served through the beginning of the Kennedy Administration.”

“Interesting time for his service, which included the Depression, the Second World War, Desgregation and the start of the Baby Boom.”

“Did the school named for him withhold notification?”

“Dunno. They have only published the names of seven high schools that did it. But like everything these days, we can’t tell. There was an announcement on the web about the kids who achieved it, but we can’t tell if it was posted before or after they had all applied to college.”

“Sounds sort of like the Debt. That is a pile of paper thirty-one times a thousand billion dollars. We don’t quite know what it was for, but they tell us if we borrow some more everything will be fine.”

“So things are OK?”

“Maybe. We will see if they do something about it today. The Secretary of the Treasury announced she might have to take dramatic action, like looking under the cushions of the sofa in her office for loose change. There are still billions left over from the COVID relief bills passed after that crisis was over. ”

“Will it mean something to working people or retirees like us?”

“Possibly. How long do you expect to live?” asked Splash. He then pursed his lips. “The grandkids might not appreciate it, but they are too young to really understand what we are doing to them.”

There was general laughter about that. We are hoping the economic situation won’t impact the distribution channels. But given the superb handling of transportation issues observed lately, we are pleased Belmont Farms does their own distilling right here.

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