The most profound irony of human existence is that our basic nature, our evolutionary mandate to follow the course of our life-path in some unique, individualistic journey, alternatively manifests, for most of us, in melting into the anonymity of a tribe or gang or cult or religion. The few who…
Although it’s a rather gentle-sounding word, by definition: com·plic·i·ty /kəmˈplisədē/ noun the state of being involved with others in an illegal activity or wrongdoing. “they were accused of complicity in the attempt to overthrow the government” is anything but. As I find myself, more and more, having to stay close to a…
It seems like this wouldn’t need explaining, but the proliferation of tainted Kool-Aid© stands and the rantings of Tucker Carlson, Rush Limbaugh, Betsy DeVos, Trump and Spence have given me pause. So, if you or anyone you know, or anyone you may encounter has misinterpreted the impassioned oratory of Patrick…
I took a virtual cleansing breath last week to see if a sincere, universal hug might prompt responses different from the normal choir support and poop-slinging outrage I am accustomed to receiving. Careful analysis of the pro/con balance of 7,412 comments, at least according to Google Analytics…about the same, despite…
I have not reread any of my nearly 600 entries since I began this blog, but I’m pretty certain that the stated, implied or outright snarky opinion in any of them was not preached to a unified choir of, well, absolutely everybody. These being very unusual times, let’s give that…
I think it was my paternal grandfather, Abe, who first laid this simple piece of folk wisdom on me, “If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, most likely…”. Navel contemplators may have a burning passion to delve deeper into the spiritual or philosophical possibilities of that…
I had intended to revisit a troubling theme I continue to wrestle with, the compelling need for identity designation. First, I remain unable to competently articulate my thesis and second, the roiling wave of protest that has surged into the streets, hearts and minds of millions, though related, is a…
I can’t breathe the poisoned air of tyranny Democracy’s a wreck As the oxygen of sanity has been deflated By a knee on a black man’s neck For everyone to see And judge and sadly choose a side I can’t breathe the breath of freedom When goodness has clearly died…
…we don’t have enough to contend with, we might as well throw in a race riot. I am not involved in law enforcement except for the obvious, good-citizen observances, nor am I a policy maker except in those instances where my elected representatives push forward legislation I support. Yet, without…
It seems like only a few short months ago that Corona Time was a not-so-subliminal advertiser’s nudge to kick back and wrestle a slightly-too-big lime wedge into a chilled bottle of Mexican beer. Although that may not have completely changed for the diehard enthusiasts of such activity, for many more…