Category Archives: Society

The impact of travel

I travel a lot. I go on a lot of international trips for business, I travel to see Philip Glass performances, and I travel to see family and friends. I love to travel, but like Marley with his heavy chains, I am getting more and more concerned about my enormous carbon footprint.

Humility & Belief

When a matched set of LDS missionaries came to our door last year, my wonderful Dave invited them inside for a long chat. They kept in touch for a while after that, but eventually gave up on coaxing him into their fold. The exchange below was so lovely that I asked Dave’s permission to share it here. The… Read More »

Voting For Everyone’s Benefit

When voting, the calculation everyone seems to make is: “Will this make my life better?” I think that’s a problem. Yes, I want my vote to make my life better. But I also want it to make your life better, and his, and her’s, and their’s. Sometimes to make everyone’s life better, it means that it won’t be… Read More »

Spam, Petitions, and Facebook Shares

I try to be somewhat tolerant and kind in my life, but I flat-out hate spammers and boycott businesses that spam. I fight a monumental daily battle against spam and other unwanted emails — it wastes about 10-30 minutes of my day every day (depending on if I start messing with my email rules).   What about petitions… Read More »

My Intolerance of Trump Supporters

I no longer have any patience for anyone who supports Trump. I’ve come to the point that if someone supports Trump, then they are either deeply misguided and uninformed, they are cruel, or they are just plain stupid. I would dearly love someone to talk me out of this.

Little Moments

This little pink paper crane — no doubt made from a Post-It, was given to me by an Uber driver about a year ago. His father had just died, and we spent the long drive from the airport talking about death and life and everything in between. We arrived at my house long before either one of us… Read More »

Heroes and Artists

I don’t agree with the heroization of entertainers, athletes, lucky survivors, and the strong-willed handicapped. If you’ve scored a bunch of touchdowns, performed in a great film, survived a devastating attack, or managed to walk despite the odds: that’s super! It’s fantastic, and in many cases it is even downright inspiring. But that does’t make you a hero.… Read More »

Why I Blog

On a spring day about a year ago, after urging another particularly eloquent friend to not give up on his blog, I realized that I hadn’t really answered for myself that question of why I keep a blog. Why do I write, and in particular why this blog? I’ve been mulling over this for over a year now, and here’s my answer: This blog is my legacy.

It Matters.

The world witnessed weekly and sometimes daily revelations of assault and rape in the #MeToo-drenched 2018, culminating in the horrific Kavanaugh hearing. During this disturbing time, I too often heard people shrug these stories away. Even if they believed them, they didn’t see the importance.

Noticing the Wonder

About five years after we moved to our home in Beaverton, Oregon, and then for maybe 5 years after that, the tree just across the street was a starling tree. Hundreds and hundreds of the local starlings would congregate in this tree every afternoon in the spring and fall…

Community

Every day, except when I am traveling, my partner Dave and I eat breakfast at McDonald’s. Looking around the room as I munch my Egg McMuffin, I see a diverse range of people who I would probably never have encountered in the normal circles of my life.

Coming to Terms with Alzheimer’s

When a loved-one’s diagnosis with Alzheimer’s syndrome is still brand new, it is easy to get buried deep in denial. If you catch yourself saying “When this gets better…,” this is proof that you are being incredibly unrealistic and setting yourself up for a bad time. It will not get better or go away: things will only get worse and you just aren’t preparing for it.

On Thanksgiving

A nice quote from the NYT Magazine: “To me it has always been clear that a dinner party is about what is said, not what is eaten. There would always be wine and salad and bread and stew; chocolate and fruit and nuts and sparkling cold duck. But those were just the props — the conduits for funny… Read More »