Category: Life

The Fable of the Seamstress

The immigrant lady had risked harm, real bodily harm, to leave her home and be here. In two months she had spent the little money she had saved over a six-year period of dreaming and waiting. Since arriving in America she had worked as a cleaner — of houses and dishes. Her real skill, the...

Urban Density

If one requires further evidence that we human beings are, at the end of the day, animals — or beasts, or savages in clothes, or however one prefers his locution –turn to our planet’s major cities. (One can look also to our obvious obsession with mating and eating, also.) There, in our teeming metropolises, we...

The Ella Update

A reader of this space wrote to say that she was in the middle of “Ella in Europe,” my book about traveling abroad with my American dog. She was afraid to ask — but she wanted to know if Ella was still with us. She also suggested that I post an update every now and...

Putting Christ Back into Christmas

Despite what proponents of the so-called “prosperity gospel” preach; despite the tithing that power-hungry pastors collect from their entranced flock; despite the malicious claims allegedly found in the Bible that gays, Hindus, and connoisseurs of erotica are destined for eternal purgatory — despite all the hateful crap that religion teaches us — we believe there’s still...

Friends Versus Fakes

If your best friend had a wedding planned months in advance, gave you the date, and told you it meant the world to her for you to share her most special day with her, would you tell her, “I’ll try my best to be there?” Or would you say, “Short of a death in the...

On the Death of a Young Woman

Yesterday news came that a young woman we had known briefly, call her Miss C, had died after several years of intermittently successful treatments for various cancers. She was 30. For as long as we were acquainted with her — only the last two years of her life — she was either suffering from her illness...

Poem: The Latest

Off in mad pursuit of the hottest, the latest, the mostest — and we say that not ironically at all because As anyone who knows anything about culture — or Culture, capitalized ironically, like a Tom Wolfe neologism — knows that Getting more If not all Is the point of all this scurrying. Much like...

The Lords of Power

The chief goal of almost all elected officials, clergymen, CEOs, talent agents, executive vice-presidents, district managers, assistant managers, and onward down the chain of command, is to lord power over others. One can detect a quasi-sexual glee in the ministrations and machinations of those who can affect the lives of others. To the power-holder, the...

Poem: Wrestling with Conundrums

If nothing matters as the nihilists insist, why does every slight Every snub Every slip of decorum Sting like brusquely touched sunburned skin? If turn thy other cheek is indeed the best policy, as readers of the good book know, Why does the human heart beat so passionately for revenge and Retribution That one imagines...

Never Let it End

If it’s true that time flies when you’re having fun, then I’m frightened that my life will be over before I’m ready. Lately my days have been full — overflowing even — with challenging fun, with creativity, with laughter and beauty. I catch myself thinking, “I wish this would never end,” and I feel a...