We’ve Forgotten

I remember sitting and watching the movie on TV. The great Danny Kaye holding forth as  the fictional Max Feldman, a holocaust survivor. I remember thinking “didn’t we defeat the Nazis in World War 2? Why are they still around?” They are still around. And we’ve forgotten that they should have no voice here. The…

Finding Ways to Speak Out

Sometimes you just get bogged down by all the information. You want to share it, you want to make sure information gets out there. But there’s so much of it, and not all of it is real, truthful, trusted. One has to be careful what one shares. Finding a voice. That’s what I’ve been up…

Thinking Out Loud

You haven’t written anything lately…. So says the brain. Yeah, I’ve been avoiding. But I’m here now. Oh good. Write something amazing! Yeah, about that. Amazing doesn’t happen quickly for me… You are avoiding again! You should write more!  I’m here, aren’t I? And I changed the title and tagline of this blog to reflect…

When a Plan Comes Together

  Plans can come together in so many ways, but mostly they work when people actively labor towards goals. In this case, the Koch Brothers have gotten parts of their long standing goal – to get a federal government in place that will downsize, downsize, downsize. More legroom for business to grow, more wiggle room for…

Wanted: Work

Two years. Two years since I graduated college and nothing. No paying jobs. I’ve done everything I know how to do. Applied everywhere. Asked people about applying. Reached out to people and ‘networked’. Nothing. Zip. I know I am not the usual college graduate. At nearly 50 I am older. And I have worked before,…

Selfishism

Selfish: adjective: (of a person, action, or motive) lacking consideration for others; concerned chiefly with one’s own personal profit or pleasure. -ism: noun; informal, derogatory:  a distinctive practice, system, or philosophy, typically a political ideology or an artistic movement. The more I listen, the more I hear “me comes first”. The more I hear it, the more…

Otherism: You are Not Like Me.

I’m probably going over familiar ground here, but I thought I might add my two-cents. See, when and where I grew up, about 99% of the people around me were like me. They looked like me, they talked like me, they did the same things I did. At school there were kids who didn’t look…