The End of Civilization

Jon came home from school in his usual way; he crashed through the kitchen door, dropped his bag on the floor, and opened the refrigerator. And, as usual, his grandfather was sitting at the dining room table reading the newspaper. “Pipe down boy!” He would yell as Jon silently mouthed the words along with him. …

Finding Peace

(A geopolitical perspective) A boy stands atop a small hill of dirt in an otherwise flat and grassy yard. He is set like a crouching wrestler, waiting for the next assault. There are three other boys taking turns trying to get to the top of the hill. One by one they go up the hill, …

We Are The River

Emotional energy flows like water. Our individual lives are the path of a single drop, while our families are just a trickle. Our neighborhoods are creeks, our communities are streams, this nation is a mighty river, and the world is an ocean with many different currents, warm tidal pools and cold dark depths. Terror attacks, …

O, the calamity!

O, the calamity it is to celebrate suffering. Like a badge of honor. Permission to punish. Absolution of immaturity. Growth requires work that is not seen by anyone. Impossible in a society where success is measured by praise.