It turns out our ambitions were quite similar, Donald Trump’s and mine. We were both interested in acquiring a franchise – a business opportunity. I always had an affection for Orange Julius and its one-trick-pony stands at malls. I told my betrothed that when we had the scratch, the itch I’d pursue was an OJ…
It’s time to tone down the hateful rhetoric, we’re told. This being Thanksgiving and all, I hear you. So I come with concessionary tidings. I’m going to stun many and concede that sweet potatoes aren’t the worst-tasting food on our planet. This will come as a surprise, yes, to readers who, if they’ve been with…
I consider myself progressive, compassionate, open-minded. Heaven knows I’m tolerant. Yet in recent days I have realized that routinely I am engaging in profiling. I see a figure up ahead of me on the sidewalk or in the store: I start making judgments. My mind takes giant leaps that cause teeth and hands to clench and pheromones…
One day. One 24-hour period. One sunrise, one sunset. I felt as bad as one could feel without needing hospitalization. My head hurt. I was in a fog of exhaustion. I hadn’t eaten well. All day I emoted clenched anger in a thousand sighs. My shoulders hurt from a thousand shrugs. Then,…
Oxidation happens when elements cause metals to corrode. The color of oxidation is red. Tuesday night was a red night, but not the Election-Night red of previous presidential races. It was the orange-ish red of a loud outsider who has a mandate today that nobody knows, most particularly the Electoral College victor. It was an…