A long day trip this week brought back memories of the “Don’
Ask, Don’t Tell” battle of 17 years.
I happened to pass by the Carlisle Barracks and Army War
College in PA. I think there was a case
with a female officer attending there about twelve years ago. Again, it’s hard to see much from the road.
So much of my moral thinking in those days hinged on the
idea that people have to be prepared to respond to adversity as imposed by
others. In my case, it was the whole
issue of fitness for the Vietnam era military draft, and the idea I had to prove
I would not be a (physical) coward, when sometimes I was. Much of the narrative in the first DADT book
concerned the concern over security clearances and eligibility for military
service after my William and Mary expulsion. It also concerned the use of the
deferment system. And here I am, a half
century later.
I got off at the “wrong” Metro exit, the Howard University
stop on the Green Line, on the way to Town last night.
But it’s about as close as the U Street exit, and the walk
gives a view of the Howard Theater.
The patio is open.
Update later today:
A lemonade stand, across 23rd ST S in Arlington VA (near Pentagon City) from Freddie's Beach Bar (and the AGLA brunch today). benefit for an abused animal shelter, a mother and son running it. Remember, Donald Trump had started out "The Apprentice" in 2004 with selling lemonade (before, a few episodes later, Troy McClain got his legs waxes as he "took one for the team").
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