Presidents Day

I woke up in Washington County, drove across the George Washington Bridge, completed the chapter about Thomas Jefferson in Richard Hofstadter's The American Political Tradition, continued reading W.E.B. DuBois's The Souls of Black Folk (having already completed My Bondage and My Freedom by Frederick Douglass and Up from Slavery by Booker T. Washington), noticed a husky-type dog on the way to my apartment, which was strange because I read Jack London's The Call of the Wild the day before, and also read a long chapter from Paul Krugman's Arguing With Zombies where he analyzes the "salt water" and "freshwater" schools of economics and their contrasting responses to recessions and depressions, the former's resurgence of Keynesian principles supporting government spending to stimulate the economy being preferable to trusting the theoretical rationality of all who participate in the market.  To complement the books with music, I enjoyed driving while experiencing my first listens to Johnny Winter's Johnny Winter and Second Winter, Yo La Tengo's President Yo La Tengo, and the second and third records by Return to Forever.

Now I'm going to take a walk, because I've earned one.