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After Bloganuary, I am taking a break from daily posting but I am not done with blogging. Right now, I am busy adding blogging topics to my content calendar. I intend to add some blogging tips and mistakes that I made over the years. I can add Twitter tips as well if anyone is interested.

I am frankly drained after writing various book reviews and several posts for my professional website. Today, a much awaited verdict came in for a 1993 case. As expected, another trial is delayed due to Covid19.

As for reading, I have the ABA journals and the BBC’s History Magazine. For books, I am reading Agatha Christie’s ‘The Murder of Roger Ackroyd‘ and Sue Black’s ‘All That Remains; on death, mortality, and solving crimes.’

The Olympic Games have messed up my sleeping schedule but what a treat it was to watch the men figure skaters last night, especially Yuma Kagiyama, Yuzuru Hanyu, and Donovan Carrillo.

The music that Shoma Uno used for his routine reminded me of the soundtrack of the movie ‘The Man in the Iron Mask.’ Several movies have been made about this story. In case you wonder, I did indeed do some research and yes, there’s actually an update in that case.

Anyway, I knew that I had at least two movie versions on DVD about this case so late last night, I went hunting through the house to find them. During that hunt, I also found my Danny Kaye and Agatha Christie movies so that just might be my weekend plan.

Or, maybe I should draw a map!

Starry Nights

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When I look at the stars, I see several things depending on my mood.

I see Vincent van Gogh’s Starry Night while I hear Don McLean sing ‘Vincent.’ I hear Mufasa explain that the stars are the Kings of the Past looking over us. I pretend the stars are my ancestors watching over my family and me.

And I think of the case I lost.

I am going to call him Tony. He committed a terrible crime and was sentenced to death. There was nothing that could have changed the verdict and all appeals failed. The United States Supreme Court refused to intervene and Tony was executed. But before he was, he wrote me a letter.

He thanked me (and the rest of the team, of course) for everything we had done and understood that it was near impossible. So, he wanted me to know that he didn’t held grudges and didn’t want me to feel guilty. He told me that one of the things that kept him sane on death row was to look out of his window at the night sky. He’d pretend that the stars were his friends, all talking to him, and talked back to them.

So, depending on my mood I see the past, I see guardian angels, I see friends talking to me. And I quietly talk back.

A tree, a tree

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A tree, a tree,

what kind would I be?

A bendy, bouncy, or brittle tree?

A willowing, swinging, and glamourous tree?

A tree is ancient, majestic, and free.

A tree is wonderous, calming, and caring.

A tree is musical, soothing, and strong.

A tree is the rock that small animals hold on.

How can I possibly be a tree,

how can I be compared to such a gem?

I can swing but am not majestic.

I can calm and sooth but am not always strong.

I just look up to the trees and

allow the sound of their rustling leaves

to sooth me.

It takes a village

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The assignment is about how I am changing the world. Well, I am a very modest person. I know that I alone cannot change the world and do not overestimate any influence that I might have. I do know that if we all worked together, we could change the world.

I can only change how I react to events, make things better in my family, home, etc. But I cannot change politicians, the mainstream media, or give everyone a working conscience. I’d like to, yes. But I cannot.

So, how am I changing the world? By being realistic, humble, and modest. It takes a village, a community, to improve life for us all.

Teamwork.

Music

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Music is an important part of life however, depending on what I am doing, I only play certain styles.

When I am writing for my professional blog, I usually have on repeat the Great American Songbook by Rod Stewart. I love those classics. Alternatives for working are ballet music from Tchaikovsky (favourites are Coppelia and Swan Lake) or Stravinsky (favourite is Petrushka) or acoustic music.

When I am doing research or writing for this blog, any music is game. It ranges from Queen to Frankie Valli and from BTS to David Bowie.

I do not really have playlists. That is still on the to-do list. What music should I play while I make those lists?