Greetings, friends and neighbors, I’m fighting a losing battle against cynicism this week, trying not to be so unsurprised by the way things are that I lose sight of the way things could — and should — be. It’s not a super fun place to be, and I hope to cure it this weekend with a breezy ride on the world-famous Wildwood tram car. So what’s got me feeling some kind of way? Partly, it’s this ...