Saturday’s Theme Music — Circles

Bandon, southern Oregon coast. Saturday, August 15, 2026.

We’re in Bandon to do the Circles in the Sand walk. Back then, it was about 60 F. Clouds played keep away with the sunshine. I dropped my wife off at the Face Rock Wayside at 8:15. Then I drove back to the hotel and walked back to do the walk with her. We finished the walk at 10 AM, then I walked back, got the car, and picked up my wife. So it was a refreshed, relaxing morning by the sea.

Back in the room, I spoke with the house sitter. She and Papi are old familiars so he’s comfortable with her presence.

After that cool morning, it’s a gorgeous afternoon — 61 but feels 71. Sunshine washes over the coast.

Now:

The labyrinth — well, a third of it, from the parking lot overlook:

A few news headlines attracted my afternoon attention.

‘The government cites no binding authority’: Trump admin’s losing streak continues in lawsuits seeking ‘unredacted’ voter 

The buck stops somewhere else: Trump takes blame game to a new level

‘This is Trump’s economy‘: Nobel winner butchers president’s claims

Retail sales collapse as Trump slump continues 

Trump Is Still a Loser: Courts Edition

These aren’t news headlines so much as they’re affirmations of who Trump is, and how his poor decision-making and aggressive power moves are backfiring on him.

Trump and his administration refuses to learn or change course, so we keep going in circles. Trump attempts the same policies; they’re taken to court and are often denied or overturned. Trump then tries another tack to see if it’ll stick.

Over and over again — round and round in circles.

Meanwhile, the United States economy is circling the drain, along with many political norms.

Not surprising that between Trump circling the drain and walking the circles in the sand, The Neurons put a song about circles in the morning mental music stream. “Circle in the Sand” was released by Belinda Carlisle in 1977 and was a global hit.

I signed my name at the beach. The tides will erase it by tomorrow, but I have the photograph and memory — as long as they don’t fade…

Cheers

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