Eight years old. Or maybe I was nine, and with the calendar showing it was Hanukkah I was, perhaps as excited as I’ve ever been. Somehow I’d given myself the idea that an electric train set displayed at a local toy store would be one of my eight gifts for the holiday. And I regarded my parents’ warnings— Continue reading
I awake from a dark and frightening dream
Then remember we have a nightmare that’s real
That things are just as bad as they seem
Which helps explain the anxiety I feel
(my last trip to the soapbox on this topic:)
To friends and acquaintances who complain they’re still suffering from post election stress disorder: Our feelings are shared by many millions of Americans struggling to recover from the horror we experienced when we awoke 11/9 (reverse of 9/11, and just as tragic for our country).
Next Wednesday we may pause to reflect momentarily on what happened on exactly that same date, 75 years ago. Continue reading
What Do We Do Now?
Some readers critical of a recent post on this page, “Benefits of a Trump Presidency,” are curious about my reaction to what happened on the 8th of this month.
The “Benefits” piece in no way argued that Trump would make a good president. Instead
Americans who refuse to believe the facts about climate change have a more fundamental problem than their unwillingness to learn and to accept the results of scientific analysis.
I’m guessing the majority of those same folks are confronting other realities Continue reading
How can I be looking on the rosy side of what would be an absolute disaster for the country? For the world?
Actually, I’m not the only person from the progressive school of thought—not the only “rational” to whom this thought has occurred. I’ve heard it expressed by other people who’ve given this some consideration.
This idea arises out of the frustration—maybe desperation is more accurate—of conscious Americans who recognize the lunacy in our political system is a symptom, not a cause of this country’s disease. Not all conscious Americans, but a few us are entertaining the idea that this might be the time
I asked the “Wise One’’ how those who are conscious and enlightened, and well into middle age, might go about conducting their business.
He suggests: Continue reading
Don’t you just love it when the words we lob at each other have no thoughts in them?
Words shouldn’t be empty of meaning, coming from minds devoid of consciousness.
There was a time for me, maybe you’ve had this experience too, when I got a little anxious as someone the age of my kids introduced himself, or herself, as my new doctor.
I’d look at the impostor’s bright and clean facial features, that fresh skin and eager expression. If this kid was the valet in a parking garage, would I feel comfortable handing him or her my car keys? Never mind the old Toyota. What about entrusting the youngster with my health? My legal problem? Continue reading
I expect that since sales people are hired here to wait on customers, these two will stop their social chatter long enough to attend to me.
It’s a false assumption based on the recollection of my evenings as part-time grocery bagger when I was in high school. One time, the kid working the checkout stand next to mine