Air Raid.
Three of my more devoted readers—ungrateful despite a kind reference in the previous Corner--have now spanked me via e-mail for taking a week away from the desk. One comment suggested I "...slap a battery in that camera and get to work...." OK, I’ll teach you… Proctor today looks like we’re experiencing a prolonged air raid drill. This photo, which I call "Still Life With Summer Squash" captures the Faculty Room with no one in it:
Now that I’m started, I do have a comment of great substance. Does it strike anyone else as inconsistent with our environmental ethic that we slaughter mosquitoes by luring them with carbon dioxide gas (mimicking human exhalations) to a crematorium powered by propane? Where do we store this thing on Earth Day?
