Things fall apart

The president of the United States is insane.  His inner toddler, never very well hidden, is now running the show.  Trump is proudly smearing the contents of his mental diaper over everything within reach:  He has turned the White House into a gaudy homage to his idea of grandeur, while placing mocking commentary under the …

The change will come quickly.

Turning points in history are rarely expected.  They are triggers, tipping the scales suddenly in one direction or the other.  During my life, the assassination of JFK, 9/11, COVID and Chernobyl come to mind.  Such events catalyze reactions that can be neither predicted nor controlled. John F. Kennedy was the last truly unifying president of …

Brain Dead

I used to travel fairly regularly between Boston and DC, and spent a lot of time at Logan Airport waiting for the USAir shuttle.   One such day, as the gate was closing for the previous flight, an oddly proportioned young man came storming up to the gate, and began berating the woman behind the counter.  …

Betrayal most Foul

This past weekend, here in Massachusetts we celebrated the 250th anniversary of the battles of Lexington and Concord.   Much of the actual fighting took place during the British retreat back to Boston in the village of Menotomy (now Arlington), between Lexington and Medford.  It was there that militias from multiple towns in the Massachusetts Bay …

The Beginning of Trump’s End

For two and a half months, Donald Trump has been given free rein.   The result has been an endless stream of stupid tariffs, terrible appointments, mindless slash-and-burn attacks on the Federal government, and heartless treatment of citizens and non-citizens alike.  Laws are being broken, judges ignored, and war plans are being made in a frat-boy …

The Rise of the New Order

It has been a while since I posted.  The first month of the Trump administration has been a whirlwind of bravado, stupidity and in-your-face mockery of everything we thought unchangeable about the character of this nation.   Sill, anything I wrote felt like pissing into the wind.  Why bother?  Nobody listened when it could have made …

He was a good dog

Bandit.  He was a good dog, maybe the best.  For almost fourteen years, he gave comfort and protection, friendship and love to us all.  He barked on the sidelines when my son Teddy’s baseball team won their championship in 2012. He was my wife Sue’s constant companion on epic walks through Arlington and Lexington.  Together …

Welcome to the Machine

Like almost everybody I know, the shock of the election hasn’t yet worn off.   Our family circle all got good and drunk the Wednesday after, singing R.E.M.’s “It’s the End of the World (as we know it)”, while doing shots of whatever was handy.  We felt fine for the duration, but Thursday morning brought reality …