I'm going to try to get some real sleep for the first time in four days. I'm on wasp duty only one day this weekend instead of both. I don't mind it, though. Bugs are always a mood elevator for me! This evening, Rick and I went out with our friend Joyce to a Middle Eastern restaurant. She knows the Syrian Muslim family that runs the place, and wanted to let the people who worked there know that we're willing to help head off prejudice before it starts. Our concerns that their livelihood would suffer unfairly proved unfounded. Just about all of progressive Kalamazoo seemed to be there! (It's an especially popular place among vegetarians, since they serve excellent veggie entrees.) One of the waiters was obviously touched by Joyce's concern, and told her how terrible the whole family felt about Tuesday's violence and how grateful he was for her offer of a supportive ear. The mood there was one of solidarity and friendship, not of fear or distrust. A Middle Eastern engineering student who had served alongside me on Western's Graduate Student Advisory Committee grinned from ear to ear when he saw me, and rushed up to shake my hand. Rick, Joyce, and I quietly raised our coffee and tea cups to toast the life of Rick's friend Paul Ambrose, who would have been relieved to see people of all ethnicities getting together and going on with their lives. While I have serious concerns about the short run, I'm feeling more optimistic about the long run than I have in quite a while. That alone will make my weekend a lot easier. Julie
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