This wasn’t a Lansing day, but it started that way, which is to say, early — up at 5 a.m., out the door at 6:30, back home 15 minutes later, when a mysterious sound from the undercarriage led me to believe it would be foolish to continue on a 100-mile morning rush-hour commute.
Turned back around and began a long and sorta-productive day. The good news: The car problem was simple and fixed free of charge (loose underbody pan). But it seemed to require lots of driving, packing and unpacking the computer, this and that. Frankly, I’m whipped, and Alan — who was out of the house even earlier and still isn’t home — must be even more so. Auto show, of course. If y’all don’t mind, I’m going to phone it in today.
As a discussion topic, though, let me throw out this: Is the Aaron Swartz suicide that important? Because a lot of the commentary so far suggests the government drove this kid to suicide, and I’m not buying that. Overzealous prosecution I can handle, but suicide is a pretty personal choice, and people going through far rougher ordeals make it through. So there’s that. But I’m curious what y’all think. Supplemental reading here and here, along with Swartz’s own site.
Let’s hope for a quieter Tuesday.