stories (and other things) worth telling
“…Baby, you come knocking on my front doorSame old line you used to use before. [It’s just a game] well, what am I supposed to do? I didn’t know what I was getting into…” Stevie Nicks Another year, another celebration of the change-through-non-violent-protest legacy left us by Martin Luther King, Jr. He was magnificent. Unfortunately, […]
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If I hear one more talking head lecturing this morning about “the peaceful transfer of power“, I think my head will go spinning off. It’s as if the talking heads believe that if this administration hands over the reins quietly, everything will be better. Except it won’t. If we don’t focus on what comes after […]
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I just can’t – stand what’s happened to my country, that is. This isn’t America, I want to say. But it has been, is, of late. Today’s display of lawlessness and anarchy is simply wrong. What would our ancestors say? Our grandmothers and grandfathers. You know, the ones who taught us to fish in cold […]
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We walked Growlie Man, little Bingie Ding, to the Rainbow Bridge today. It was his time. Now, 5 hours later, he’s out under the cherry tree and I’m still here by the damn bridge, clinging to the handrails and watching the spot where he disappeared from sight. General String Bean, so called for his scrappy […]
Read More…In our house, we’ve faced a few trials this year, but as I looked at the photos I was shaken. Our small measure of inconvenience and frustration amounts to absolute nothing when compared to the suffering that has descended upon the planet…
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