I'm too far away, though, four thousand miles and twenty five years away. I do care and can see how important all that is but my immediate reality is very different. And distance affords me the luxury of being able to be impartial re the Venezuelan situation, which would not be possible were I living there -and I do value that luxury.
In the meantime, sipping coffee at the Lit Café on my way back from a lesson. Raining buckets outside. Life goes on.