Opinion | The Nightmare on Pennsylvania Avenue

Trump is the kind of boss who can’t do the job — and won’t go away.

Opinion | The Nightmare on Pennsylvania Avenue – The New York Times

Another quote from this opinion piece: Thanks to Republican inaction, millions of unemployed workers have seen their last checks from the Pandemic Unemployment Compensation program, which was meant to sustain them through a coronavirus-ravaged economy; the virus is still raging, but their life support has been cut off.

Published by nelsongon

I love media and communication, as well as digital technology. I write in Spanish and English, fluent in both languages: speak, read, write, comprehend. I was born in New York, but was sent to Puerto Rico at an early age, where I lived until drafted by the U.S. army. Upon returning from an honorable discharge, I found Puerto Rico small and limited at the time. I moved to Boston where I pursued musical studies and later worked as a musician, teacher, and speech-pathologist in New York. I studied music at Berklee College of Music, Boston, MA, and Speech-Language Pathology and Audiology at various New York City colleges, including New York University, New York City, New York. I played professionally in Puerto Rico, prior to entering Berklee College of Music, and after finishing studies there I played in the 80’s bass guitar briefly, with various latin bands, including the Machito Big Band Orchestra in 1982. I was part of their recording that year. Once I saw the transitory nature of music, I studied speech-pathology and worked in that function after teaching middle-school and elementary grades in the New York City Board/Department of Education. In that capacity, I also worked for the New York City Department of Health as an independent contractor providing therapy and evaluations for pre-school and school-age children. I later worked in the high school setting in that capacity before I retired from the Department of Education. I am now retired and with my spare time, I pursue old, and new dreams, as age is a reminder of the evanescence and impermanence of life.

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