• It took time to grow roots. To re-establish one’s self. It’s more true in big cities. Like Saigon. Pearl of the Orient. 10 miilion strong. All crammed in. Food vendors, office workers, service workers, factory workers…. Now gone. Home. In a spontaneous urban exodus. Leaving behind a trail of broken dreams. Fleeing is what I…

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  • ““For those heading to an airport,” the 9/11 Commission report stated, “weather conditions could not have been better for a safe and pleasant journey.” The 8:51 a.m. temperature reading was 68°F at Central Park, 72°F at La Guardia, and 73°F at both JFK and Newark Airports.” A good day to fly or die as any. Twenty…

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  • First were the explorers…Blue-Ocean types who pushed the envelope. Hand-in-hand were the missionaries who hitched the ride…to ends of Earth. After Commerce and Creed, are the Commanders… Gotta to have them, to deal with pirates and prisoners… Then the loot, the merchandise and the money…back into the Capitalists’ coiffeur. There you go. The history of…

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  • Known knowns

    We’ve got to be hurried. Or else. Or else the machine will spell, auto-complete, grammar-ly correct and comment on our and our friends’ postings. They said the machine will take up all the chores (Klara watches over your kid in the Sun), like a lifeguard at the pool, and while at it, offers some advices.…

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  • The WHO (not the band) started using it – unprecedented – early in 2020. Then it’s been a string of “to mask or not to mask, that is the question”… Then “Happy Birthday” (X2) to wash one’s hands long enough to scrub out the exposed virus… Unprecedented…The whole world now understand care workers and essential…

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  • card-board people

    Our 21-st Century witnesses a new phenomenon: card-board people, card-board cutouts (from Amazon discarded boxes)….from homeless folks using it for make-shift signs, to faces cutout at empty stadiums, least of which, the Tokyo Olympics… We perform still…like comedians with the aid of laugh sound-tracks, and red-dot cameras sans operateur. In short, talking to ourselves…tweeting to…

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  • The boy in a Black-and-White picture stared back at me, his future self. He was standing in a Saigon slum, wearing a pull-over shorts and a striped shirt. His flip-flop completed his tropical daily wear. I tried to tell him Not to grow up, not to be in a hurry and that he was in…

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  • Go beyond the pain

    None of us can lay claim to monopolising post-war pain and suffering… Dante might…People who existed before novocain might. Human cry out from the depth, like animals, might… But war and aftermath…loss and betrayal…disbelief and feeling vain…. We have yet measured its full weight – veteran affairs or civilian affairs. WWI was supposed to end…

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  • On 9/11, Bush hand-scripted his notes to assure a befuddled nation, to project calm and control. He – from his Decision Point memoir – ended up off script, repeating what his Dad, former President H.W. Bush had said, that “terrorism against our nation will not stand”. pg 128 (the exact quote that he “plagiarized” was…

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  • We will never get another 9/12, the day after 9/11. That day saw even cut-throat media agencies share film footage, Texan barbecues for free 24/7 on Ground Zero and the Wall-Street hustlers help carry a disabled lady and her wheelchair down 46 stairs….to be loaded onto an emergency vehicle (to later retell to CBS) before…

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