I daydreamed about American business today. I don’t usually. It’s ugly. Business is what we substitute for living in the animal kingdom, where most residents meet their fates by being eaten. So, too, in business. The race to the swift. The weak are devoured by the strong. Mercy is not in the equation. Except when …
Of all the romance languages, can anything touch music’s resonance? It’s weird familiarity and otherworld-liness? What is it, if not a language? One that resides somewhere in all of us, usually as receptor, but sometimes as that rare transmitter. And my god! the brilliance of those who can speak it. Even the burnouts and dummies. …
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here, that life exists, and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. — Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass “Am I doing the right thing?” Not before, nor since, have I asked …
I’ve never been big on ceremony, traditions and resolutions that kick off on a calendar date (though I am considering three New Year’s Resolutions: to take up smoking, gain a little weight and exercise absolute authority at the expense of others; it just takes willpower). But I’ve discovered one of my own. On Christmas …
How the Democrats actually won the mid-terms There has been so much braying among conservatives over the proclaimed takeover of government (led by Walrus-In-Chief Rush; seriously, I wish net wizards would do a side-by-side with him and Mr. Ed. If they did, they’d see that they whinny with the same muscular jerks. Of course, the horse pales …
Mom and sis went to lunch recently at the Denny’s in Van Nuys, chic dining for this family. As mom and Caroline took their table, mom noticed a bald man in his mid-40’s enter with a group of other men. The man apparently stared intently at Caroline as they walked to their table. Mom was a little …
The brutal irony of science is that, in discovering how to measure matter, it discovered that nothing does. Where once science argued the Big Bang theory, now we have the Multiple Universe debate, which posits that we are more granular than we ever thought. That our macrocosm, the cosmos we once saw as infinite, is actually just …
I woke up today thinking of 6-year-old Precious Wellington Flood III. I swear that was his name; his sister’s name was Pumpkin, though I don’t know her middle name. Hopefully not Carving. Precious went to Detroit public schools, where mom taught for 20 years as a first grade teacher. They say you always remember your first …
FFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ever screamed a primal scream in a car, sis? given that you cracked a guy’s head with a beer bottle for trying to take your boyfriend’s bar stool to hit on you, i’m guessing so. i never asked; did the bottle break? the key, i find, is to give it your all. you gotta …
it’s late, and i’m in the tub outside, lookin at stars, dogs, and trying to think out this silly story. outside. smells like my uncle’s place in georgia, where my father was born.superman. my uncle guy, after whom i am named, told me he was superman. at night, he would call me to the bathroom window. …
