It was a dark and stormy night….
No, seriously, it is right now. Lightning, wind, the works. Typing this in a lull between storm bands, ’cause I’d really rather be off the computer when the power flickers, kthnx.
Getting a bit farther with the political stuff, though, in part due to some offline scribbling while the real thunder was going on. Sometimes longhand lets me chip at the edges of problems when otherwise I’d be staring at the computer screen with brain going, “….”
The trick in this part is to have one character being wrong without being ill-intentioned. This is, shall we say, not easy. And will probably take lots of successive approximation, AKA write, consider, rewrite, repeat.
But I will persevere. Because just because someone is wrong doesn’t make them evil and worthy of stompage.
There may be some stomping of that character later, though. Ouch!