“It slides off me and sticks on you!”
(This blog applies to all living beings currently on Earth.) Awareness sometimes hurts. Most of us hate to think negative thoughts about things that can end badly—unless we’re directly threatened. … Continue reading
“…But they don’t fall down.”
In 1971, Hasbro/Romper Room introduced a line of roly-poly toys called Weebles. They were people and animals, egg-shaped and weighted in the center so if they were knocked off balance, … Continue reading
“Beauty is truth; truth beauty…”
“Beauty is truth; truth beauty…” (by John Keats) These days, you don’t have to look at Facebook or Instagram to know people are feeling like unmatched socks in a clothes … Continue reading
In Love with Spring
Not merely America, but the world looks fabulous now that we can see it clearly. It isn’t smothered in smog. The rivers and oceans are much cleaner. The skies are … Continue reading
Working Toward the Happy Ending
Once upon a time, we believed in the essential goodness of people as a whole—or at least I did. Like Anne Frank, we trusted the majority would do what was … Continue reading
Taking the Test
We haven’t been required to kill a lion with a knife or touch an enemy with a stick—measures of maturity once part of particular traditions. Some of the guys I … Continue reading
A Good Day In Stay-at-Home Land
A reader told me he thought my book THEY’RE IN YOUR MIND was prophetic. Then I discovered wearing a mask helps during spring allergy season because people grip their children … Continue reading
“Out of the Night That Covers Me/ Black as The Pit from Pole to Pole…”
“Out of the Night That Covers Me/ Black as The Pit from Pole to Pole…” (Invictus by William Ernest Henley) The coronavirus pandemic is raging worldwide, and people are asked … Continue reading
To Sing or To Moan?
When the citizens of a town in Italy, quarantined in their homes against terrifying contagion, recently came onto their balconies to sing to one another or maybe to themselves, the … Continue reading
The Loneliness of Isolation
A friend I’ll call Debbie was losing her sight. As an infant, she had been incubated with pure oxygen which would eventually destroy her optic nerve. Others victimized by the … Continue reading
