How my new short story, “Two Ways To Say Goodbye To Milford” was written.
“There are times when I’m ashamed to be a member of the human race and this is one such occasion.” –Colonel Dax Paths of Glory I am in a state of utter desolation. My country has done something I didn’t believe it had it in itself to do. Something broke tonight, and broken things are hard… Continue reading Requiem
This was my Dad, seven decades ago: He shattered his leg jumping out of a plane just like that one during the Second World War. He studied chemistry. He built rockets, and helped U.S. intelligence figure out how the Soviets were building theirs. He shepherded me to adulthood. He faced racism, both subtle and gross, his… Continue reading Why I Take Trump Personally
The strange, orange man giving a prime time speech tonight has been described in many ways. To his fans, he’s a brilliant businessman, a winner, a smart negotiator, a populist, “one of us”. To most other people he’s a bigot, a misogynist, a fraud, a charlatan, a pathological narcissist, a sociopath. You can guess… Continue reading Just Who Is Trump Anyway?
Bernie fans, I love you, and I like your candidate. But if your math skills are like this Bernie supporter, stay far away from Vegas, Atlantic City, your state’s lottery, and your own taxes. Oh, and when you go out, make sure someone else calculates tips.
Here are the weakest things that caught my attention this week. Getting too Happy That Trump Lost A Slate piece captures the attitude: “Donald Trump Lost the Iowa Caucus. Good job, America.” Man, don’t be patting America, or at least the 150,000 or so very white people in it who voted their preference for Ted… Continue reading The Week in Weak