A Demigod Is Puzzled


My husband forwarded a post of women gathered at the shores of Lake Michigan, screaming in unison to express their anger and despair over Trump's election. A few of them jumped into the lake to further demonstrate their outrage. Lake Michigan - I have to say, not my first choice of swimming spots at the end of November.

Whatever demigod Poseidon appointed as Lake Michigan's overseer must be utterly puzzled. Why were these women screaming? Why did three of them brave the lake's bone-chilling waters? What did they hope to accomplish? Really, what the hell was going on?

I'm thinking the demigod shook his head, further observed this rite, ritual, or whatever these women thought they were doing, and then gratefully sank back beneath the lake's silvery-gray waters. What fools these mortals be, he mused. Shakespeare had it right.

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