Those old giant forests, masters of wind and makers of weather, base populations for ecosystems beyond our ken, are gone now. Their final stands are reserved for the wealthy few, but adaptable humans have persuaded ourselves of the beauty found in rotted remnants.
Grow up or shut up
2-May-2020 by 12 Comments
Blurted this out of my own key-actuated bullhorn sometime during the Obama administration, and never posted it AFAICR. Why would I have? It’s kind of mean-spirited. Now, as I find myself angrily clamoring my way through the Age of Trumpidity and a plague that much of my country would like to wish away, I realize … [more]
Dial 9/11: A Humble Christian Homily
28-April-2020 by 36 Comments
Please open your Bibles to Matthew 13 as we read together aloud, verses nine through 16: 9 “Whoever has ears, let them hear.” 10 The disciples came to him and asked, “Why do you speak to the people in parables?” 11 He replied, “Because the knowledge of the secrets of the kingdom of heaven has been given to you, … [more]
Afterburner
30-March-2020 by 23 Comments
The age of social distancing is no country for dirty old men. He looked like someone had smacked him with a board.
A Case of Hatback
18-January-2020 by 15 Comments
He looked a certain way. Besides size and presence, Grandpa was a hat-wearing man.
Darkly Dawns the Solstice
1-December-2019 by 10 Comments
A couple of years later, I left the careful silence of our never-home apartment to spend my birthday alone, sleeping rough under a ’58 Willys in the company of my good dog Junior and a dented bourbon flask.
Happy Day
21-January-2019 by 16 Comments
Can’t hit an unwavering, choirboy-pure high note anymore (hi, Mom!), but these days I kinda like shuffling through a few songs, growling like Tom Waits’s bartender. There are few fucks left to give and each time I find one, I do my best to pass it down to our kids.
Light One Candle
6-January-2019 by 8 Comments
I don’t know his name and never will. That candle is hard for me to label, and even harder to light. May his memory, tough though that is, be for a blessing.
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