Hate Begets Hate

3/18/14 Hate Begets Hate Hate is a terrible thing to base one’s religious philosophy on, yet the more religious trappings people profess and the more of religion that is displayed outwardly, the more it seems that hate is its ultimate destination. Why anyone would choose this is mysterious to me. Fred Phelps, the founder of…

Early Demise

The Hazards of Eating I occasionally rant about the confusing vexation of just how one is supposed to eat right these days. There is no answer for the layman eater, or the expert eater, and in a sense we are all expert eaters since no one has to tell us how to go about the…

Missing Morpheus

Where have you gone, Morpheus? What other errands must you run That you would hide from me tonight And my presence you most surely shun Which keeps me from your sight I wish that I might see your face I call but no reply I open arms to your embrace You turn the evil eye…

It Don’t Play

Pancreatic cancer doesn’t play around. It is aggressive. I’ve lost two cousins in as many years, both in adjacent rooms in the same hospital, all of us sharing the same oncologist whom you know here as Hemosapien, though he wears many other hats and goes by many other names. Today, my cousin Bill passed away.…

Can’t Do It Here

I have been given wise advice by several internet savvy folks. “Allow unrestricted comments on your blog and you will have more readers,” they tell me. I think I’ll pass, again. I don’t want comments on my blog. I think about what I write before I write it. Anyone can send me an e-mail in…

Contemptible

I once read that you need three things to be a successful Senator. First, you need gray hair, which gives the illusion of maturity. Second, you need glasses, which gives the illusion of wisdom. And third, you need hemorrhoids for that constant concerned look. Next time you see a gray-haired Senator adjusting his glasses, a…

Bucket List Limitations

My bucket list is limited to one real desire. I’d like to travel from the North end of Chile to the extreme Southern end, with maybe a side trip, perhaps a jaunt over the Andes to fish in a Patagonian river. “Why on earth would you want to do that?” my brother asked with a…

No Politics. Nope. I Will Not!

It has long since been determined that I must write. Unfortunately that does not always mean that I can come up with anything to write about. Sometimes, that is the hard part, particularly since I have half-heartedly foresworn politics. It may be a limitation I have set for myself that I cannot live up to.…

Tribal Bonds Broken

Tribal bonds run deep, sometimes deeper than we realize, and the core unit of any tribe is a family. Tribes, however, have their own way of forming, and the bonds can be as strong as covalent bonds that bind one chemical to another, or atomic bonds that keep electrons in orbits to contain protons and…

The Plan Under the ACA

Understanding health insurance and the Affordable Care Act (ACA) is as complicated as a Chinese typewriter. But, I admit it. I have benefited from the ACA in spite of my previous lamentations. I have written many times about the frustration with my health insurance, presenting fictitious dialogs with Plan Admin, the name I gave to…