Wampum

A few nights ago my sleeping mind came up with the following dream narrative -- I was sitting in some hall after a political event, in the chairs, front row, working up from notes. Senator Clinton emerged from one of the hall's off-stage rooms and walked over to me. "You haven't written anything negative about me," she said. "True," I replied, "but I haven't written anything positive about you either." Senator Clinton thought about that for a measure, and said "That's sufficient." Necessarily I replied "Yes, it is".

Necessity and sufficiency. Constructs of a private mind sleeping in a time of waking public fever.