I am compelled to write about the picture which was on the front page of the Thursday edition of the New York Times. My thoughts will have to be held in abeyance, until I can change my password for my Godaddy account. This morning I received a email note from my friends at Godaddy. …
The end of the work week has arrived; a grey overcast winter day with a forecast of snow. Would we be better off if we did not know what is coming? Would we live more contentedly in the present moment, since less about the future would be displayed for speculation on our cell phone…
Life is not easy. The luster of childhood can barely be remembered. The idealism of youth has been replaced by disillusionment of Realpolitik. Therefore to avoid the dark well of nihilism I seek beauty and meaning on a day-to-day basis. The meaning of life depends in part upon me. In part, a worthwhile life…
The discussion last night dragged on for me. That is unusual. The topic was the relationship between science and wisdom. Science is an institution, and a method that yields knowledge, which defines the 20th and our own 21st century. Certainly from the comments shared among our group there is much controversy, disagreement about what…
I had a dream this morning, likely a few minutes before the alarm was to activate at 6AM. I dreamed of walking in an open field with acquaintances, possibly family. At some distance, a mile or so in the sky a big military tanker plane was making a slow turn. I’ve see such aircraft…
Email from a friend expressing feelings of revulsion at political “leadership.” I felt his pain. Feelings are like the weather. The “weather” of feelings are the swirling impact of feeling upon feeling. Feelings come and go. Feelings pass for “news” in some sectors of the media. Feelings are not news. Feelings pass for “truth”…
Music is a blessed respite from the grime, the contamination of day to day politics, commerce, the trade offs that must be made in order for life to go on. I get it, this is not Paradise, this is East of Eden. I do not live in a rose garden. My opportunity, along with…
Exchanged emails with a friend last night. He is a Trump supporter. I am not. I asked him how it is that he is such a Trump-man when his people were immigrants. Perhaps I will hear from him later this morning. We are friends so he will likely have some answer for my consideration. …
This morning I turned on NPR. Still dark, it was early. Barely awake, I tuned to the beginning of an interview with one of Alabama’s Congressional Representatives. This is the followup of the Presidents visit to McAllen Texas yesterday. I could not listen to the interview with the man from Alabama. The sound of…
This morning according to the NPR newscast the President is to visit the border region between our country and Mexico. I visited that part of our country once, many years ago. Traveling from Chicago to San Francisco on the California Zephyr the train stopped for about twenty minutes somewhere in New Mexico. I marveled…
