The local library, a couple blocks from the house, is open until 8:30. And tonight, while in the queue ordering some books to be shipped over from the central library, I spotted some light reading, The Gulag Archipelago by Aleksander Solzhenitsyn. I read “the Light that Fades” by Kipling and it was such a downer I had to read the soles of my shoes for four days. This promises to at least give me some tactics to use on my liberal brethren.