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For a year or more, I have lived with the intention of bringing back this blog. Since I was sincere, I penned a lot of “posts” that never got off the paper. These were usually scribbled out longhand during my lunch hour. I have a large box of folded sheets of paper with blurted thoughts …[MORE] One of the most dangerous thoughts in the world is that one type of person is inherently better than another. We see that thought given legitimacy in culture, in religion, in politics, in schools, in our own neighborhoods. The lines of distinction vary: white is better than black, male is better than female, blonde is better than brunette, Christian …[MORE] Sorry, I’m just not feeling it today. Please come back tomorrow. I watch a lot of movies, series and documentaries, so it’s pretty rare that I find something truly unique. One of the best things I’ve seen in a long time manages to meld all these types of storytelling. The National Geographic limited series MARS is, in a word, amazing. It tells the fictional story of the first …[MORE] Many years ago, I attended a large party with a friend. During the festivities, one of our acquaintances began a very lewd sexual flirtation with another guest right in front of everyone, including the man’s own wife. The wife looked wounded but was bearing up—or was in shock—until she watched her husband take the woman’s …[MORE] I love short stories. They are perhaps my favorite art form. I read a lot of short stories, and my tastes are omnivorous. I have only two expectations from a short story: One is that it be short; the other is that it tell a story. Is that too much to expect? When I pick up a …[MORE] The single sweetest thing about unemployment is never being awakened by an alarm clock. The next best thing, though, is the morning silence that follows. I don’t have to turn on the local news to check the weather and traffic. I don’t have to watch the clock, rush to the shower, feed the cat or fly out the door. Okay, …[MORE] I have to buy groceries today. I’ve been putting it off for days because it’s one of the chores I hate most. It’s so tiresome: I read two unrelated articles recently, each offering a sobering view of the future. The first was about the aging workforce, and claimed that within 15 years or so, around 60% of today’s workforce will be retired. That seemed questionable to me until I looked around my own work place, where a hasty headcount suggested the percentage …[MORE] As I’ve mentioned before, I’m not much of a poetry buff. I’ve read very little, and know even less about it as an art form. Still, I’m a sucker for a rigid format, and poetry often stimulates that little itch. I learned a new (for me) rigid format recently when a friend sent me a villanelle to …[MORE] |
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