Every day, there’s a new affront: another egregious human rights violation, another deplorable policy, another nefarious assault on fundamental decency. Just when we think it can’t get worse, that there is nowhere lower to sink, we’re proven wrong, slapped in the face once again. Most recently, it’s asylum-seeking families being treated like criminals, with children separated from their parents and placed in cages. In some cases, these families will never be reunited again. And in the midst of this vile chaos, Justice Kennedy announces his…
On New Year’s Eve, I received a package from my sister Mary. It contained a tiny silver Buddha, smiling delightfully, thumbs-up. According to the box, his name is Syd. The card that came with him said, “Silver opens the mind and lights the way forward. It is reflection, insight and wisdom.” I held the tiny silver Buddha in my hand and was immediately smitten. These are overwhelming days, loaded with uncertainty, fear and worry. As I’ve articulated in previous posts, our collective psyche has been…
There is probably nothing I can say about the unhinged narcissistic man-toddler that is the GOP candidate for president that hasn’t already been said. OK, maybe there’s one thing: If said man-toddler even thinks about grabbing my genitalia, I’ll give him a swift knee to the nuts and as hard a right hook as I can power to the upside of his oddly-coiffed head. Moving on, we’ve watched the presidential campaign for months now. We’ve seen the debates. We’ve expressed our outrage again and again. In…
OK, so the other night I was sitting at my dining room table, working on something. I was using a magic marker. I’m talking a big-ass, old-school Marks-A-Lot with the gnarly fumes. I was working away and started to get a little lightheaded from the vapors. Things went a little dippy, a little flippy and a whole lot otherworldly. The edges blurred for a second. There was a pop of light, and then God was sitting right there in front of me, in my own dining…
