The split screen of the debate was priceless: Trump spewing nonsense, a perpetual scowl on his face, and Harris gazing at him in wonder and amusement as he set a match to his candidacy.
I was able to calm down and temper my anxiety by acknowledging that social media is not reality. FB was not feeding my soul, and feeding my soul is what I need, especially in these times.
In a letter to the editor, Anita Walker writes, "The arts and culture are the antidote to what ails us as a nation. In fact, they can both prevent and cure."
