Dear dear dear Sirenaders, I just wanted to say that I’m moved to tears over the cuteness of people’s eclipse stories and photographs tonight. There’s something so heartening about all of us collectively geeking out over a scientific phenomenon that is also astrologically significant, especially since people so sweetly shared their glasses with friends and strangers alike. A marriage of science and spirituality; a unification borne of something besides outrage; the idea that, in the middle of all this ugly madness, so many Americans stopped to ogle the heavens at the very same moment. It all suggests there’s hope for this country yet. And who knows? Maybe DT’s corneas really are burned. (Hey, I couldn’t get too Pollyanna on you.)
Pictured here: Naamia at the Rockaways