Vexation Everyone has occasional vexations. Here is one I experience twice a month. It surely vexes others too, particularly seniors and those in need of painkillers. My Situation I’m blessed with a good share of chronic conditions to which my doctors, to their great credit, have amassed effective palliatives. One of these is peripheral neuropathy... Continue Reading →
This is the eighth in a series of observations on matters related to the coronavirus pandemic of 2020. Topics include the January 6th coup attempt, voter suppression, climate change, cancel culture, racism, vaccines, the devolution of the Republican Party, and the future of democracy.
This essay, the seventh in a series on the pandemic, includes, among other subjects, an analysis of the 2020 election and critique of the Trump Voter. It concludes with a William Stafford poem, "A Ritual to Read to Each Other."
In this sixth monthly blogpost on the pandemic, Russian Interference, theology, the behavior of lemmings, President's Trump's take on American History, SCOTUS, the appointment of Amy Coney Barrett, the election, and the global surge of COVID-19 cases are among the topics discussed. Read slow!
Donald Trump and the Republican Party have made white supremacy their core issue in the campaign, and the President threatens to stay in office even if he loses. He's made himself a threat to democracy. In the meantime, the COVID-19 pandemic spreads unabated. There is no national plan to confront it. How could this be happening?
One thing seems clear. Trump intends to stay in office indefinitely, no matter what. He will use any means to do so. All his efforts are intended to realize that result. The election is our next, best chance to intervene. My advice is to focus on the election. Focus on voting and on helping other voters vote.
This is the third in a series on the pandemic, featuring three intersecting foci: the spread of COVID-19, the Black Lives Matter confrontation with racism, and the presidential campaign leading up to a decision on election day, the third of November, 2020. Their explosive intersection has turned crazy!
Preface This is the second of three reflections on the coronavirus pandemic. The first, published a month ago, was named Pandemic Ramble. This one, more wistful, is named Pandemic Shamble. It addresses also the pandemic of racism. Since the future may be messy and confusing, I’ve tentatively chosen the name of Pandemic Scramble for the... Continue Reading →
Introduction This could have been a diary, but I didn’t write daily, or record the dates. I just made occasional notes on the pandemic, as they came to mind, and kept going until now. It’s a long and loose ramble! It hopefully contains some interesting observations. It’s probably best read in short passages over several... Continue Reading →
While a creator god lacks a past, could an aspirational deity have a future? If we succeed over time in actualizing our finest attributes, would a god fashioned on our late example be worthy of its divinity? Would it be so terrible if human perfection someday attains the distinction of divinity in the minds of successor life forms when we go extinct?