in a weird kind of way. For some reason, the utility company fixed the streetlight that stands right across the street from our house, and now our yard has that Gulag-y daytime-in-the-nighttime brightness at night again. While it was out, we could see constellations, we could admire the night sky, we could have a dark house in the night after we’d all gone to bed, but now? Now we can read right out there in the front yard day or night. The Luddite in me chafes.