Propaganda

Propaganda.

Weird sounding word.  Used in 1622 as part of a Latin phrase by the pope in addressing foreign missions.  Used in WW1 as a term for information propagation.  In WW2 it became derogatory.  I remember a sort of owl like creature on posters warning about Nazi propaganda.  I may be misremembering. 
This photo is Gran Quivera, under the pope's propaganda and abandoned almost before it was completed.

My concern is that our presidential candidates are nothing but over-blown bags of propaganda.  What would happen if they were to reasonably evaluate past mistakes, regardless of party, and reasonably propose ways of improving?

All four  candidates sound like school yard bullies to me.  Every now and then I hear a 'man in the street' interview that is more sane, more reasoned than anything that comes out of the speech writers' minds and the candidates' mouths.

How about thoughtful, careful analyses of the real problems that confront us, and reasoned, intelligent proposals for ways of dealing with them?   Is the truth so awful that we cannot confront it?  I don't think so.

Her husband's to Aleppo gone.........

Master of the Tiger.   So in a sieve I'll thither sail and like a rat without a tail I'll do, I'll do and I'll do.
Sorry Shakespeare.
Rereading this defunct blog I saw my post on Syria and remembered Aleppo which to me at that time seemed the loveliest of places.  I suppose the men with archaic looking licorice water dispensers are gone from the beaches.   I hope the children who crowded around them are all safe.   Are the great tankers still anchored offshore?
I hope the old caravanserai still stands as it has done for so many centuries.
I hope the people of Aleppo have not given up hope.