In the background as I write my 90-year-old mother is playing hymns on the piano, which is better than her sitting in her room watching FOX. Do I even try to talk with her? Well, we have a book of Broadway tunes at the piano too, and she is currently picking her way through “Oh what a beautiful morning…” and I can barely recognize it. She is an amazing piano player. It’s just that she doesn’t have an ear for anything but the hymns. And it true of anything outside of her FOX world too. Look, she is visiting me because my niece just had a second child, both younger than two. And today shouldn’t we be celebrating that the mother and father of those two children will be getting $600 a month to support their new family? No — she wants to talk about Dr. Seuss being canceled, which he hasn’t, just a few obscure, racist books he wrote. So yeah, I’m not sure there is any briding that’s possible.
