Dear America,
How are you? We are fine, except for a White House mess of the moment (you | don't want to know about it), and a grinning Wall Street thief who was fined $100 million (real money these days), and a touch of the flu. Have you heard of the flu? In late December 1986 the nation half skips, half drags itself toward Christmas. We trust that your Christmases are the same. Or have you licked the season too? Have you solved everything? This letter will be propped up in a capsule at the Statue of Liberty, to be opened...
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