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Interlude: Whistleblower

  whistleblower :  one who reveals something covert or who informs against another,  especially :  an employee who brings wrongdoing by an employer or by other employees to the attention of a government or law enforcement agency.  NOTE:   A whistleblower is commonly protected legally from retaliation. (From  https://www.merriam-webster.com) But in my experience, a whistleblower is one who . . .  Is not believed Would rather not "get involved" Asks for advice from friends and family he trusts, and is told to drop it and move on Is told by experts that could help her, that she is doing the right thing, but then become scarce when the time comes to help Is told by people in the know, that the wrongdoing he saw happening, and is reporting, actually happened In desperation, goes to advocacy groups like the ACLU and NAACP, but is told there is nothing they can do to help her Is offered money to sign non-disclosure agreements Is blacklisted Loses friendships Loses her marriage Loses

Interlude: Two Dreams

2023 Reflection. This post was originally published on March 20, 2021. I do not remember the two dreams, so I am very thankful that I thought to journal them during the next day or so. Two years have passed, and I am able to comment, from a distance.  The life of my dreams - operating a local music studio basically inspired and founded by my daughters - was about to come unglued. By early 2021, the daughter that started the business with me would be completely separated from it, and I would be left to run it on my own. In ten years of running a non-profit, my board members had mostly been of little value to it. One board member, in particular, was a great support, especially financially. But a performing arts business needs people in the audience. A non-profit needs people that will do more than just donate funds. I never had a board member, of some twenty total, that showed up to anything, let alone help promote our events. There was one exception - Warren McArthur. Perhaps I will dev