Day 931 – The Straits of Magellan

Monday, August 7, 2023

I remember reading a book about a father and son cruise around the world. Two things stuck out in my mind. One, when you pass into the southern hemisphere you have to adjust your compass. This is done by moving magnets that are around the ship’s compass. The other was the description of the Straits of Magellan. This is near the tip of South America. It’s not the actual tip. I guess ships don’t go out into the open oceans (plural) to get around because the waves are huge and unpredictable. When engineers were designing oil rig platforms they had to take into account once-in-a-century waves. After a survey of the oceans they found that those sort of waves happen quite regularly and typically in places like the tip of South America. The father and son had to wait, like Magellan did, for the conditions to be right for them to make the passage. When they did it was gray and gloomy. The fog and the mist hung about the barren rocks. As if the Sirens of Circe had been asleep. They passed in quiet, holding their breath until they were through. (Okay, it’s a long passage – 350 miles, and they didn’t do the pass-the-graveyard thing, but they were quiet.)

I think that is what we are going to see and have reported about Trump. At some point the hammer comes down. Will it be this case, or the other one? Or the one not yet brought? Maybe, all of them. 

But like the Straits of Magellan will it be a quiet, gloomy time when the hammer comes down?