What the hell has happened to me? How does one explain to oneself, to justify even, — on occasion being called a “moral relativist” ? The term is not meant as a complement. It’s a near epithet, a label of derision… Of course the speaker means that I come across, am perceived as one…
We are surrounded by technology. The skill of mankind has grown exponentially since the early industrial age, and then since the time of Bohr and Heisenberg and a host of others, names not so well known. I’ve known a few researchers, — scientists, physicists, chemists, engineers whose curiosity and meticulous work has produced products…
So, is this the final act, a horizon which we did not see because our eyes did not reach that far? I am referring to the experiment of America, that we thought was “noble,” a special nation, as Madeleine Albright said in 1998, — the Indispensable Nation. A city shining, set on a hill,…
I stayed up late last night to watch the breaking news on ABC: Fulton County District Attorney Fani Willis read a RICO indictment against former president Donald Trump, accusing him and a circle of associates of attempting to steal a presidential election. Upon reflection it seems poetic-justice, (if there is any justice in this…
At the Paramount Theater in Aurora we were present for the Happy Together Tour concert. Songs written in our youth, over fifty years ago were performed by The Turtles, Little Anthony, Gary Puckett, The Vogues, The Classics IV and The Cowsills. Arriving early we waited for the doors to open just outside the auditorium. …
I have puzzled over the difference in temperament between a die-hard republican, one who would cast a vote, albeit reluctantly for Trump, rather than vote for any democratic candidate. Or consider the liberal minded who judges the republican to be in thrall to a ghost emanating from the pre-industrial 18th century. There exists a…
In the course of a brief phone conversation yesterday with a friend, music was mentioned. What does music affect for us, when we listen, when we are enthralled with rhythm, rhyme, harmony, and the lyric of a human voice? Could it be we are addressed by a god that we cannot name, one without…
Jean Paul Sartre in his famous play No Exit writes, “Others Are Hell.” Who would disagree? I do care what others think of me. Still I have no way of knowing what they think. Therefore I “dance around” trying my best so speak and behave in sync with minds that are opaque to me… …
Once there was a time when I believed in “free will.” I truly thought that the course of my life was the sum total of decisions, freely made. Furthermore, self recrimination, or self-congratulation was due because I was the actor, the subject who had decided those courses of action. I was the helmsman-of-my-life, accountable…
These lines compel reflection. Songs about love beyond counting have been written. Just within my short span of life, poets and lyricists find a bottomless well of material, as they peer into the surreal experience of love between two human beings. And, this is not limited to male-female love, never has been… Nietzsche comments…
