Well, I don’t know quite what to think. Cupid appears to be in the Witness Protection Program. I send these postcards on Wednesday, just as the mainstream Swampsters are getting their narratives straight for the week. There is that nasty business in the White House that has dragged the Chief of Staff into a conflict about the alleged (mis)conduct of a senior staffer- you know who. He is accused of spousal abuse.

Totally icky.

He says he didn’t do it, his wives claim he did. I am inclined to believe the ladies, though I do think the admonition that you may only need one marriage in a life is trenchant. But I am getting lost in the he-said, she-said and the apparent demise of due process.

Maybe it is just a case of turn-about is fair play. I don’t know. I certainly am glad I am pretty much retired and no longer have to fear the harridans of Human Resources showing up at my office to ask for my resignation or worse. Not that they ever did, I hasten to add.

This isn’t that hard. Don’t treat people badly and keep your hands to yourself unless you ask. Increasingly, though, I think people just won’t ask. On a Valentine’s Day like this one, that strikes me as a little sad.

I took the morning to watch the Intelligence Community seniors lay out the global threat environment yesterday morning. I actually know most of them, except the FBI guy, which is probably a good thing, given what is going on.

Anyway, here is the weekly postcard. It just keeps getting stranger, doesn’t it?

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