Years ago, I think around 1968 -- a year crazier than I can describe, though remarkably, not as crazy as 2020 -- a wonderful song came out called “Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In).” I’ve always loved the song and the concept of dropping in, as if from elsewhere, to see what condition my condition was in.

Ravaged by the effects of Covid-19, together with the disruptions of the BLM movement, and the impending election, the condition of our condition these days is damn near off the rails.