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Bridges couldn’t wait until Biden visits for visual backdrops. It just gives. Like anything and everything else. It’s time. To have that pig-heart transplant, that blood infusion or the ventilator unplugged. Fullness of time. Expiration date. Friday, end of work week, end of that bridge; from point A to point B, a straight line is…
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Throughout this pandemic, we rely on help: from the government, from non-profit entities and from each other. In short, we have been pastoral to one another. While President showed off the bible, and pastors urged “patriots” to take up arms, we take up alms. Heroes for one day: a kind word here, a chocolate there.…
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The Earth gave up her dead that tide, Into our camp he came, And said his say, and went his way, And left our hearts aflame… Ballad by Kipling When the fire burns, within and without just to consume one’s self, monk or me. Rage. A contentious man, trying to bend the arc of history.…
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ASU announces its plan for massive enrollment in the tens of millions. Quite a shocking USA Today headline! It certainly caught my attention in the age of splintered and tribalized media. Plus, at ASU, we’ll find the Cronkite School of Journalism. Good luck trying to export that to “Third-World” countries” (ole-school football, ole-school journalism and…
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Not all can last just shy of 100 like Betty White. In fact, due to the pandemic-soon-endemic, our life expectancy are cut short. Once again, this reminds me of the proverbial girl-on-the-bus across the country with-50-bucks: should she spend it all on candy bars? cigarettes? or just water bottles. Go long. A long view. Sprinkled…
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Promise me when I am gone that you will: carry the torch of freedom and civility love one another and take care of one another, your brothers and sisters defend what’s right and rebuild those guard rails so others may feel safe on their journey listen to other’s viewpoint, hear what they have to say…
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Saw the headlines about Michael Lang today. It’s like the kid in Cinema Paradiso, back in town, to find the old movie theatre demolished, making way for a parking lot, while his old mentor/projectionist had died and left him with just a gag reel. I was that cinema kid: glued to the silver screen (our…
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in motion or sitting still by the window or by the seas. Lost in time. In space, anchor-less – ly Free time, free from chores of burden and of obligation. Free to choose- or not to Don’t let others sway, persuade or influence via social media or mass media push or pull, soft or hard…
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In late Fall 1975, the Sycamore house-church, a composite of highly unlikely people got together to share meals, thoughts and good works. Special guest in attendance: me. They chipped in, some donated winter clothes, others a rim of song sheets (Peter, Paul and Mary’s “Puff the Magic Dragon” …) or a book (Markings). After that…
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AP piece today features Dubai, its “meter-long” brunch bills and night-long dancing clubs. Newly minted millionaires, of bit coin and crypto currency, cashed out to buy condos. A gem and a rare place on Earth. We – here in the US – used to be the envy of the world: the NYC and Vegas countdowns,…
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