Friday on My Mind: Masoko Tanga

Yes, while there is concern, fear, despair, complex economic dislocations, political concerns and conflict, etc., in the air, nevertheless, to the working stiffs of New York City, for example, the working women and men who ride the northbound Q/B train in Brooklyn at 7 AM, the nurses, lawyers, clarks, 'crats of all stripes, messengers, skilled produce workers, editors, sheetrockers, web designers, college students, and other workers and dreamers, today is a Friday, during the year-end holiday season, and as such, there is still room for hope and a little joy.  There is a simple happiness, letting go at the end of the week, holding onto the pole at the end of the subway car, looking at morning light, and the sleepy faces, knowing that it's Friday and there is a bit of weekend ahead. Maybe after paying a few bills, there will be room for a nice glass of wine shared with a loved one, or a single malt nursed over a good book, with some music in the background. Fortification against the early winter, as we hold onto our dreams and push back the darkness for another day.

On another hopeful Friday, DITHOB salutes you all with a bit of world jazz/rock from the singin' Police -- Masako Tanga.