Covfefe. Yes, I said it, blurting it out for the world to hear as my homemade spaghetti sauce hit the floor, the cupboards, my shoes and suit, avoiding the kitchen apron I wore. My dinner guest stood at the doorway, her mouth covered, laughing. Yes, the perfect evening was ruined. Covfefe.
But why covfefe? Because as a writer this latest addition to the vernacular has dogged, plagued and riddled my life with an unanswerable question ever since Trump’s notorious midnight tweet of May 31: “Despite the constant negative press covfefe.” Then nothing. That morning, the original tweet deleted, the president followed up: “Who can figure out the true meaning of ‘covfefe’??? Enjoy!”Continue reading “The True Meaning of Covfefe (Figured Out)”→
In 1958 the Avro Arrow was destined to become one of the world’s finest interceptor jets, except the project never got off the ground, so to speak. February 20, 1959, the day the Canadian government cancelled production of this Cold War plane came to be known as Black Friday, the day thousands of employees, laborers, scientists, and engineers alike were scattered in the wind.