On Tuesday next, the greatest generation of the 21st Century will complete their voting for the next administration of our country. This generation, however, is composed of many more than the military men and women who answered the call to defeat fascism around the world. This generation is composed of people from 18 to a century or more, from every race, ethnicity, and gender that over 200 years of immigration, settlement, and perseverance in the cause of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness for all has produced. Read more about D-Day 2020
Eucatastrophe is my favorite new word, taught me by The Tolkien Professor. According to the online definition, a eucatastrophe is “a sudden and favorable resolution of events in a story; a happy ending.” The happy ending is signified by the prefix “eu,” meaning good. Which leaves the word “catastrophe” to be reckoned with. “Catastrophe” is unequivocally defined as something disastrous. Read more about Eucatastrophe
This is a conversation I had recently with an old school acquaintance of mine. I cannot find much to quarrel about with his basic policy issues, i.e., border security, but I do not see how Mr. Trump has improved the situation in any significant way other than to create misery for innocent people. We went back and forth twice - his statements, my answers, his answers to me, and my quibbles back again. I haven't heard more from him on any of the subject since, but I hope we are not entirely finished. He is not a hateful person, and not the kind who would simply troll for trolling's sake. Read more about Colloquey in Red and Blue
I was born in 1943 in the City of Los Angeles, U.S.A. to parents of northern European heritage.
I was also born racist.
They say, of course, that no one is born with hate in their hearts, and I certainly was not born with hate in my little heart, but you don’t have to hate anybody to be certifiable as a racist. You only have to be born of European stock into a culture so racist that it was very nearly invisible. Racism was as much a part of my experience from the moment I drew breath as the leaves on the trees. And I was as conscious of it as I was of the facts of botany. Read more about Born Racist
Donald Trump won’t be there in the ICU when a doctor removes a ventilator from one coronavirus patient and orders it cleaned and used for another one instead. He won’t be there when that doctor orders a drug cocktail to make the last moments of the first patient’s life more bearable. He won’t be there when that doctor also checks the machines and records that patient’s time of death. Or when the doctor quietly tries to deal with the knowledge that he has just killed one patient to save another. Read more about The Killer
J’Accuse. I accuse. Originally, an open letter by Émile Zola to the president of the French Republic in defense of Alfred Dreyfus, a Jewish officer who had been accused of treason by the French army. Zola was not debating the French Republic – he was accusing them.
So, to the seeming delight of more than a few pundits, were the Democratic presidential candidates in the recent primary “debates.”
I watched the first couple start to finish, when they were all being nice to each other, except for Kamala Harris (my favorite, but not in that first debate*). Read more about J’Accuse Debates
I didn’t watch the Trial of Trump much. I had already watched over 35 hours of Congressional Hearings and I knew the case for impeachment like the back of my hand. The Republican Senate had already shut down any possibility for more documents or witnesses, so nothing new was likely to arise. Read more about Congress Rising