Choosing the Birdsong

Maybe because in the wake of Orlando, I needed inspiration and so listened to David Foster Wallace's address to Kenyon College, captured in the small book, This is Water,  but I've been thinking a lot about choice. All of life is a choice. I know this is not revelatory information I am dropping here; if you're …

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A Need for Gethsemane

It has been hard to focus on Lent during this abrasive and invasive electoral Lenten season. Another act of terror, eliciting unhelpful responses from the GOP candidates: Ted Cruz calls for pogroms against American Muslims, a modern version of what my Russian-Jewish grandfather fled at the beginning of the last century. Donald Drumpf rants that discrimination against …

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Just like that, a Moment of Grace

It was the penises that pushed me over the edge. This endless campaign year which apparently started before my birth and looks set to continue until well after I am dust has been so ugly. Vacuous debates with no resemblance to actual discourse;  or meaningless, nasty debates in which no actual policy is discussed and …

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America: Better Than Donald Trump

Something has been circling around my brain for months now, accelerated by the shambolic presidential campaign in which it seems each candidate is vying for the position of Most Unbearable. One insists victims of rape carry their unwanted pregnancies to term, another suggests carpet-bombing the Mideast is a viable foreign policy, one is a pleasant old …

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