Mind Timing
BY R. L. SAUNDERS
I.WHEN THE LAST OF THE long-languishing news media died, it was with barely a whimper. No bang. Not even a sullen pop. And eyes were dry all around. No one mourned, few even noticed.
Two glasses clinked at the Club in celebration. And that was all the wake they deserved.
I and my visitor-turned-conspirator were the only witnesses.
To the end of a global war that now never happened.
HE HAD ENTERED UNINVITED and unwelcomed that first day, long ago. It’s not that women couldn’t have male visitors at the Club. As long as they were properly chaperoned or in the very public areas. But in those days, and by that time, no one expected that a white male presented any challenge or hazard.
Women ran politics, they ran business, they ran the world. Women scientists
