I Believe… [Too Much Absence]
...that some absence makes the heart grow fonder; too much absence makes the heart forget.
The Why Behind the What
Therapy has its place, sure, but it shouldn’t replace the old-fashioned methods of dealing with life. Sometimes, a stiff upper lip, a little perspective, and a strong drink are all you really need.
I Believe… [In Live Music]
...that music, like sex, sports, and theater, is best enjoyed live.
I Believe… [Spiteful Electioneering]
...that among the worst rationales for voting, the vote for spite is right up at the top.
I Believe… [Downshifting]
...that learning to downshift is more difficult than it seems but is a skill well worth mastering.
I Believe… [Expanding Empathy]
...that the people you encounter whose very existence challenges your worldview are an opportunity to expand rather than contract your empathy and common understanding.
I Believe… [Anticipation]
...that anticipating something wonderful is often more fun than the wonderful thing. If the two match up, that’s the juice, gang.
DIVORCE: A Survivor's Guide: Part Three
Yes. You are now divorced. Stew on the reality for a moment.
I Believe… [Puppy Casserole?]
...that if anyone in the country is guilty of eating dogs and cats they all live in the Appalachians.
I Believe… [The Tease of Autumn]
...that, after a summer broiling in a giant outdoor venue for hours a day, the tease of jacket weather is as sexy as the collarbone revealed with an off-the-shoulder dress.
I Believe… [Doing Unto Others]
...that treating people the way you’d want to be treated is really not that difficult.
The Evolution of a Misanthrope
Solitude, while a wellspring of creativity and introspection, is also a place of vulnerability and isolation. The crowd, a source of collective strength and unity, can equally be a crucible of conformity and chaos.
I Believe… [It’s the Economy, Stupid]
...that the emphasis on class and labor and muting of identity and social justice is the pivot required for the Left to win elections moving forward.
A Truly Chicago Moment
There is something amazing about an audience of that size watching a movie together.
I Believe…[Sell By Date]
...that like beer and cheese, a person’s ‘sell by’ date is a fiction, an illusion designed to prioritize the new over the seasoned, youth over experience.
Donald Duck or Donald Trump?
The electorate, in turn, becomes the park visitors, willingly suspending disbelief to partake in the spectacle.
I Believe…[Unsafe]
..that anyone not in a dark alley or the home of a known serial killer who claims the feel unsafe probably are best off becoming agoraphobic and staying inside.
I Believe…[Desperation]
...that the need to be liked (including the hormonally charged desire for ‘followers’) makes you the eighth grade boy at the middle school dance in line to impress the one girl who just got a training bra.
For the Love of Cheese
As far as I am concerned, cheese is perhaps God’s greatest creation with respect to water and fermentation. I, frankly, love cheese. If stranded on a desert island, I’d choose an endless supply of Brie over the tools to make fire or access to pornography. It is both my joy and debilitating weakness.
Never give up. Don’t stop, just start. That’s the trick. The hardest part is starting. Genius only comes to a running mind.