You know what would be great? If we could have a country where people could just be people. Color of skin?? Really? Really? Sorry…
Brentano’s Bookstore. Westlake Center. Seattle. Mid-Nineties. I was up front, stocking the poetry section, momentarily resisting the urge to crack open some Robinson Jeffers…
Here in Milano, because my daughters go to an American school, where American holidays are observed, there was no school today because of Columbus…
First off, this is not a primer about the various gestures and “hand signals” Italians use to wordlessly communicate to other drivers here in…
Two friends have recently reported chance encounters with friends in unlikely places. Cindy ran into an old friend at the Keflavík airport in Iceland, and…
Books I’m reading 1. The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus 2. Zealot by Reza Aslan 3. Les Misérables by Victor Hugo 4. Strategy…
Recollections of Early Childhood (after Wordsworth) — • — My father fainted when the doctor began stitching up my tongue. I was four. — • — I remember…
Bertrand Russell’s Why I am Not a Christian was the first philosophy book I bought (in 1980 at the University of Oregon Bookstore) for my…
“Physically loose, and mentally tight.” This was Arthur Ashe’s motto and mantra, which I came across while reading Ryan Holiday’s The Ego is the Enemy—a book…
Originally, I had a different plan for this blog. It was to be a collection of personal, literary, philosophical essays. Which will still likely…
“There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it.” ― Alfred Hitchcock Jim Gordon is new in Gotham, having transferred from…