Years ago, I made the prediction that in my lifetime a major broadcast network would air on live television the execution of a condemned criminal. I joked that to make it fit in with any other of today’s televised events … Continue reading
Category Archives: Rants and Rambles
This is one of the most horrifying images I have ever seen: This photo was included in a NY Times article entitled “Selling a New Generation on Guns“. A picture indeed says a thousand very scary words.
Its interesting of late that I find myself seeking a new hero. This was not a conscious decision to do so, but I have recently caught myself in the act of being inspired by new individuals and their works and … Continue reading
Tragedy often evokes art, for art often exposes the truth of tragedy. A snippet of Charles Bukowski’s poem “The Crunch” has been echoing in my head of late: our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners … Continue reading
True love… or respect.. or admiration.. or joy of a guy walking in on a tv show with a scotch… not sure what it was.. but this is my very first glimpse of Christopher Hitchens and from that moment on … Continue reading
As I drove around the still Sandy ravaged streets I heard a voice in my head. The cold sweats and shivers were close behind. The world spun out of focus for a brief moment as the following words, which I … Continue reading
What the fuck?? The so called memorial to Hitch, (kicking off the 2012 PEN World Voices Festival of International Literature) so grandly teed up by the host as “what better way to kick off this year’s Festival of World Literature … Continue reading
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You ever have those terribly frustrating calls with the utility company that left you angry and perplexed? I had such a call in 1999 and to the best of my ability have as faithfully as possible documented each call and … Continue reading
As I walked down the concreted canyons of the New York financial disctrict, stepping through soot-laided streets, past armed militia and police barracades, breathing dusty air and catching glimpses of the broken skeletons of what was once the World Trade … Continue reading