We are back from the party in Brooklyn sponsored by Dissent magazine. I’ve been a subscriber for at least the last 40 years, and I occasionally make an extra donation, since a socialist magazine doesn’t attract too many advertisers. I was hoping they would give out a prize for the person who came the greatest distance, but no such luck.
We were expecting a bunch of really old lefties and thought we would fit right in. What a surprise. The house, a brownstone close to Prospect Park, was filled with 20 and 30-year-olds, stylish and healthy. I was probably the oldest person at the party
So Linda and I mingled, talked politics, ate some finger food, and had a good time. The drive in was a bit of a hassle, but we are pleased we had the experience.
Incidentally, a woman at the door checked all the guests as we entered to make sure we had our Covid vaccination cards. When you are in a crowded room with everybody talking, that was a good idea.
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