PrePostApocalyptic

Blanket of snow, pillow of ice

There is fresh snow on the ground. An inch or so. More to come, maybe a couple of inches. That’s the weather, but there are other things going on. In my head, in the country and in the world. Things other than the Corona Virus and human reaction to it. Here we had an attempted

The new Pariah

Summer time but the ‘livin ain’t easy

Yo y el primero de Julio

Its been raining. The weeds must be thriving out there in the damp. The First day of July and winter is just around the corner. I always feel we’re coasting from this point. That’s Maine weather, seasonal to perfection. It will get hot and cool off. If we are lucky the late Summer and Fall

Equilibrium Fractured

“May you live in interesting times” well, we got our wish. My instinct somehow is to think its one crisis at a time. It isn’t of course. The crises don’t have a coordinating committee assigning different pains in the ass at different times to different creatures. No, they pile on. Can’t blame the virus for

July’s leading edge

Haven’t posted anything here for a week plus. My mood shifts in normal times. I might feel like putting together content one day and not the next. I have other activities so its not like I am fetal lining in a spider hole. That’s too much like being inturd, a shitty feeling… but do we

Is fighting Fascists bad?

A really good way to understand leadership is to approach a crisis with the antithesis of that quality in it’s stead. I doubt there is a word for the conjugate of “leader”. When that word is invented at the top of its wiki will be a photo of you know who. Stalin was a nasty

The circus stays too long

Most people have heard of P.K. Dick thru the movies made from his stories. Blade Runner, Total Recall, Minority Report and one of my favorites, The Man in the High Castle. Dick was a brilliant writer. His credit arrived about the time he’d managed to completely fry his brain with drugs. His later writings needed

Flying away from all this

My doctor wants me to go to the hospital. Tests on my heart. I haven’t been anywhere for nearly two months. The hospital!, That’s the last place I want to go. But the local hospital hasn’t been hit bad with CV patients. So I guess I’ll go. I’ve been assured they’ve made it safe. My