The Corona Cruise Liner is docking. Wild shouts of pandemonium erupt. The in-place sheltering voyage is ending. Masks like black academic mortarboards sail skyward. But now what? ********** We’ve been drifting around for almost three months, squeezed in stifling confinements that have shrunk smaller than closets, sick of masks, hand washing and agoraphobic hand wringing. …
Red meat and a hungry hawk…nature, wild, bloody tooth and nail. The red-tailed hawk’s black talons gripped the thick leather glove on the falconer’s forearm. Its luminous eyes blazed with intensity on the slab of red meat in his handler’s hand. The hawk’s hunger transcended its natural fear of humans, and in these brief moments …
“Sometimes it hard to know what to do.” Bukowski ********** With COVID putting the pinch on us, we’re getting down to the nitty-gritty of insufferable solitude. The pent-up energy is volcanic. It’s fish or cut bait time. Open up, let us out, or else. Something’s gotta give. The day began being mildly ticked off. Not …
Great decisions pivot on small points. Where’s The Great Unus to deliver us? ********** Are you peering through your peephole of life, looking for another Moses to suddenly appear, someone who can part waters, calm fears and call down bread from heaven? Dismiss the illusion. We elected the wrong candidates. Life hinges on balance. Like …
It’s necessary to write…to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment. Anonymous ********** These are strange times, weeks of being cooped up in the confines of our homes like parakeets in a cage. It’s an appropriate analogy since incessant chatter often carries no significance and amounts to little more than noise. I know …
“And I, if I be lifted up, will draw all men to myself.” Words of Jesus, John 12:32 (The COVID-19 pandemic is making the news grim. Like a ghost ship in the night, Holy Week is passing largely unnoticed. Easter celebrations will be muted due to governmental lock-down orders. Notwithstanding the horrific events of …
(Our nation is living in lockdown due to the coronavirus. The news is grim. Survival is critical, physically and economically. It helps to put things in perspective. I hope this Weakly Post will lighten your spirits and give you reason for hope.) The Luck of the Draw There are 52 cards in a deck and …
To paraphrase W. C. Fields, “There comes a time when we must take the bull by the tail and face the situation.” This is one of those times. ********** We’ve got a mess on our hands. Routines have been replaced with the reality of quarantine. Once unthinkable among Americans, it has been dusted off and …
“For in one hour so great riches are come to nothing.” Revelation 18:17 ********** It was bound to happen. Everybody knew it would. When, or how, nobody knew. Such is the way with plagues. Cry safety, and the world collapses. Chaos rules. Chaos has no rules but one: crap happens. Since rolls of toilet paper …
Wednesday was my birthday. I got a new pair of shoes. ********** Birthdays at advancing age tend to be heavy affairs. No more hot-breath doozies that youth brag about. Such are now only fumes of faded dreams long past. Getting long in the tooth tends to load us down with burdens grievous to be borne, …