Yesterday was Mary's birthday. I won't say which one, but it was not her sweet 16. To commemorate it we got tickets to see Sierra Ferrell at the Red Hat Amphitheater. For those who don't know her, watch her Tiny Desk concert presented below. So very talented.
But I digress. As we were getting ready to go we received news that Charlie Kirk had been assassinated. This cast a pall over the evening. Though we were not fans of Kirk by any means, we cannot go around shooting people we disagree with in a civil society based on the free exchange of ideas. It's just wrong and not who we are.
Now, there are entertainers who are very good at telling short amusing tales between songs, at talking to the audience. Sierra has never been one of them, as is apparent from many of her live videos. Last night she was at her worst, rambling, gently moralizing, though not in an offensive way, just an incomprehensible way. She said that the internet was both full of blessings and "curseful," she invoked Jesus, she mentioned therapy and even massage as good things to do. She said that though we don't all have to like each other we have to love one another.
Maybe she was just rambling for all of us, at a loss as we all are. Words are spilling out to describe where we are, none of them adequate.
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