It seems that my old home town, Portland, Oregon, is at the top of the news these days. How strange. Well, I guess every city, like every person, has its fifteen minutes of fame.
Although I know very little about the Portland government these days (I'm not there, ya know), I have to say that I was impressed with the mayor, Ted Wheeler, in his fingering of Trump and Trumpism as being behind the violence lately engulfing the city, culminating, so far, in the death of a man last night who had come into the downtown area as part of a caravan of Trump supporters. Mayor Wheeler, in his speech, was ready and articulate, blunt and decisive. I guess maybe we're all impressed these days when we see someone who can actually employ the English language cogently and persuasively.
It is certainly a regrettable situation in Portland, and it is getting worse by design, I'm afraid, as the mayor pointed out. There is a big difference between peaceful protest and hell-bent gangs confronting one another. One can't help but think of the old song ...
Stop, children, what's that sound, everybody look what's goin' down.