When I was little, about four years old, I lived in Bangkok, Thailand. The cockroaches there are as big as bats and fly like them too.  One night, I crept out of bed to sneak a glass of Coca-Cola and reached under the pie safe where we kept the heavy glass bottles.  As soon as I did, a horde of those bastards flew at me!  I threw the bottle in the air, shrieked like a banshee and the whole of my family came scrambling down the stairs to save me.  To this day, my definition of hell is that insect scene in Indiana Jones and The Temple of Doom.  With Joe Manchin’s toe squishing the life out of Build Back Better, Democrats are pivoting to HR1 to save them.  But Kyrsten Sinema has her big toe on that bill.  I don’t know if I am sad or grateful that it will be two democrats who will likely rescue me from my latest phobias: spiraling inflation and Federal control of elections.