Things I Don’t Understand

Admittedly, there are many things I don't understand. Today I received an email from the good folks at Meetup.com that informed me there are still people who play Dungeons and Dragons. Back when the game first came out, people so struggled to distinguish the game from reality that they would kill themselves believing they could…

Juneteenth Smoke and Mirrors

Don't you see that it's not what it seems? I don't want to take away from anybody's celebration, but they gave you nothing and convinced you it was something. Then you lined up behind Biden as he signed the bill making Juneteenth a Federal Holiday into law. We have a Congress that can't pass anything,…

This is not a political post

This is not a political post, though it does involve people in politics. Think of it this way - if I wrote about the personal choices of a football player, that post wouldn't be about football. I wouldn't be saying that I like the team the person plays for more than another team. The same…

How Many Balls…

...can we keep in the air at once? We are currently besieged with change on many different planes. On the one hand, we continue to battle a worldwide pandemic and everything that comes with it, including massive unemployment and economic shutdown. On another hand, we are in the midst of a long overdue assessment of…

Nothing is Ruined or Lost

I have been seeing articles lately, mostly aimed at millennials, declaring that this summer or this year is lost. I confess that I am mystified by this feeling, though I am not unfamiliar with it. In fact, I hear similar things from my thirty something daughter all the time. The summer is lost because the…

Let’s Get Real

Can I be honest for just a minute? I am talking about being brutally honest and pulling no punches. If this corona virus has taught us anything, it has taught us that we are surrounded by ego maniacal, delusional, narcissistic assholes. There really is no other way to put it that does justice to the…

Overheard in Detention

My wife and I share a car these days, and when I get to her office early to pick her up I sit in a little vending room on the first floor and write. I let her know I am there by sending her a graphic that indicates I am in detention. Some of the…

What the Neighbors Think

I suspect there are more of us out there than we might expect who grew up with parents who had one level or another of preoccupation with what the neighbors might think. There are any number of reasons that happens. None of them are legitimate. Whatever the real reason for neighborly preoccupation was - narcissism,…