Associations, bad and good- more a ramble than a post

Not book related.

Since becoming involved with a party, I have lost a couple of friends. One in particular is tender and sad to think about.

My Lost Friend was a very good friend (typing "was" in terms of of talking about her is painful). She's involved with a group which requires a security clearance. Our last talk included this:

She:"I don't know what talking to you is doing for my security clearance." Sorta laugh.
Me:"Well, I don't know what talking to you is doing for my Socialist Street Cred." Sorta laugh.

Nothing since. My only hope, really, is that she's alive.




I kind of thought, maybe, that this sort of dis-association only happened in the movies. Naive, perhaps.