Animals and humans are sometimes driven by panic, by the sudden onset of fear of survival, wherein the host goes nuts.   Panic can be useful for personal survival, it is rarely useful for the herd, our herd, the human race. The etymology of panic comes from the Greek God Pans, the god of shepherds and … Continue reading A History of Panic →

One’s career is like a book, with an opening paragraph, chapters, and hopefully, a satisfying ending. Along the way, one hopes for a page churner, keeping the mind engaged and excited, just waiting to see what new character, what new challenge, lies just ahead. Of course, one has to expect villains and friends, as the … Continue reading Career Paths →

Ahh Don't you feel it? I do. I feel a change in the very air, where my opinion, my thoughts cannot be squashed by those unwilling to allow me to have my opinion, my thoughts. I can say Merry Christmas. To those that are offended, I am sort of sorry, sort of not. My life … Continue reading Christmas, 2019, a turning point in disrespect →

So many sad and hungry, so many confused, so many refusing, thank you I am not one. Let the poor find plenty, let the lonely find love, let the hungry find bread, let the arrogant find God.

This is the time of year we begin to gather. First, to eat and give thanks. Then, to eat and give gifts to loved ones. There is one school of thought that says, "I am a guest." Does this mean you do nothing but make a mess that someone else has to clean up? To … Continue reading Family Season; Good Guests →

A Frog could be described as "any member of a diverse and largely carnivorous group of short-bodied, tailless amphibians composing the order Anura, with a watertight asshole. I added the last four words to elicit an emotional response. It is just a Frog. I was born into poverty.  As I grew, I became a funny-looking … Continue reading Society’s Crippling Power Words →

To the ones with very thin skins, and a past of this morning. I never killed an Indian nor took his land. I never enslaved a Black. Nor, have I have bashed an LBGT. I have bashed Bullies. Don't be a Bully. None of you can blame your father, his father or his father. Each … Continue reading I can Take It →

The call from the others comes in daily, nightly, lastly, just when peace takes me near sleep and dreams. "Why you?  Why are you breathing?  What is so special about you?"  they ask in Legion. They remind me how many never got free of the womb, how many passed so young, here cancer, there a … Continue reading I Forgot My Lines, But I Have no Fear →

He woke yet again, wearing his few hours of sleep, woven like lead upon his shoulders. And, he knew the weight of hate that waited for him, before he spoke. Yet, he felt more than knew that the hate was his to bear, his to walk though many that could not stand him.  Indeed, those … Continue reading Ending Horrors →