I’ve always been solution-oriented—meaning, if I saw a problem, I would try to fix it. Even when a fix wasn’t called for, or when my partner really only wanted me to listen, not try to fix things for her. Particularly during the G W Bush years, I read voraciously to understand what was wrong and how I could participate in fixing it. So much of that time, in particular, really irritated me. This irritation could occur at all levels—the Bush and crew antics were national and global, but there were local things that got to me, too; e.g., Continue reading
