I was in Washington, D.C., for a day last week. (In fact, I’ve been zipping all over the east coast for a week, hence my absence from Carthage.) Seeing all the giant stone palaces made me feel more warmly towards the federal government — how bad can they be if they have buildings like that?
I did, however, notice that most of the trees were decorated with fancy metal plaques telling the name of the tree. I think I’ve worked out why our country is in debt.