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Letter from the Editor

How close we are despite how far apart

Well that’s that. The votes are counted. Losers are mourning, winners celebrating their mandates, that word pundits love. The future is beginning.     There’s a finality to those black-and-white results that’s too simple for real life.     To see the fuller truth, read down any column of figures. Bite into any pie chart.     You see that we are of two minds, often divided by the thinnest of margins.

But storms’ worst tricks give us reason for hope

Sandy was forecast to bring the kind of days Noah knew, with wind, rain and water overwhelming land and livers. Coastal New Jersey and New York sampled a day of floods of biblical proportion. Thank God it wasn’t 40 days.     Chesapeake Country got off easy. Winemaker John Autrey of Huntingtown called Sandy “a wimpy storm.”     Scientific sampling is reaching the same conclusion.

Complete streets, shared space and peopleways improve their mingling

On Halloween, when the living and the dead come out to play, you can never tell who you’ll bump into.     Which makes this the best week I can think of to talk about complete streets.

I have a lot to say, but you make Bay Weekly a conversation

I’m writing to you.         I don’t see your face when I’m writing. I don’t imagine the finished paper in your hands, so it’s always a thrill when I do see you pick up a Bay Weekly. When I catch sight of you reading over breakfast or lunch, you probably catch sight of me, too, trying to steal a glance at what page you’re on while looking inconspicuous.

You meet them in newspapers and boatsheds, street corners and museums

It is a good thing that we live in Chesapeake Country, not Pagford. Muggles muddle into miserable messes in the scenic village of J.K. Rowling’s first novel set outside the world of wizardry. A teen antihero whose only value is trying to live authentically gets into particularly nasty trouble.     Maybe living authentically is not one of those things you can achieve by trying. If you trust the lessons of fiction in general or, in particular, Rowling’s Casual Vacancy.

The best show in town reminds us that Chesapeake Country’s marine trades are alive and well

Faceting makes a stone into a gem. Brilliance shines from the cut faces and their interactions.     That may be true of places, too.     Chesapeake Country is a well-faceted place. The central facet is natural beauty, but the sidelights cut by human imagination and endeavor make this place shine still brighter. With seasonal and calendar changes, new facets catch the light. Week by week, Chesapeake Country turns new facets to fascinate us.

Open the door and pull it in

Do you belong to the opportunity society or the entitlement society?     Those are the rhetorical poles of this year’s presidential election, and like magnets, they supposedly push us apart.     Put those buzz words in a different order, and we could discover a society entitled to opportunity.     That’s a slogan we could all work with. Maybe we already do.     Isn’t universal education an entitlement to opportunity?

We write Bay Weekly for many tastes — especially yours

Bloody Murder is a play that “will slay you,” according to Bay Weekly theater reviewer Jane Elkin.     Do you care? Is 2nd Star Productions on your radar?     Jane’s opinion matters a lot to 2nd Star and the dozen community and professional theater companies whose plays are routinely reviewed in our pages. Davina Grace Hill, Bay Weekly’s other regular theater reviewer, and Jane damn or sanctify months of effort with their opinions.

Step one is putting the pieces together

The Labor Day weekend rain mostly skipped Chesapeake Country — at least my part — but tumultuous skies and soggy forecasts dampened a lot of parades. In Annapolis, First Sunday Arts Festival cancelled this month, and the Annapolis Symphony Orchestra moved its Labor Day Pops concert inside Maryland Hall, quashing plans for musical picnics in Quiet Waters Park.

Without transportation jobs, planning and spending, what will we do when we can’t get there from here?

Bay Weekly reporter Ashley Brotherton missed the news this week.     Instead of getting to know crabs in Cambridge, she spent two hours and $4 to go over the Bay Bridge twice.     So she also made the news. She and the thousand of other drivers whose routine 4.3-mile trip across Chesapeake Bay turned into — depending on their disposition and opportunity — hours of frustration, windfall time to play with their cell phones or impromptu, make-the-best-of-it block parties.