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It’s impossible to get a conversation going these days. Everybody talks too much… and says too little. The Paris climate talks were a waste of oxygen. Everybody’s accusing The Donald of using up all the oxygen in the room. And meanwhile we have yet to deprive the ‘terrorists’ of their oxygen. It’s time to take a breather – grab your oxygen masks…

Back long before puberty and even a few years before I began dousing my breakfast coffee with bourbon I used to listen as the morning news reports interrupted the popular music playing on our small town local radio station. And … Continue reading

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You can’t do anything about the wind, but you can adjust your sails. Fear is the static that prevents me from hearing myself. Composure is swallowing my panic 5 minutes longer than everybody else. And then there was an explosion in the subway… and everybody went into panic mode.

So there I was last Sunday. Waiting, eternally as usual, for my streetcar transfer in the subway underground. Beneath Philadelphia’s City Hall. Trying to go to church to pray. Because when your week has been the hell your demons set … Continue reading

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The greatest threat to freedom is the absence of criticism… But the trouble with most of us is that we would rather be ruined by praise than saved by criticism. So to avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, and be nothing. And then there was the cop who came into the cigar shop… complaining…

The other day a police officer, with whom I wasn’t familiar, strolled into the South Philadelphia cigar shop where I regularly puff… and started complaining. Which isn’t unusual among most folks. Even the regulars at Anthony’s Twin Smoke Shoppe. As … Continue reading

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The most distressing thing that can happen to a prophet is to be proved wrong. The next most distressing thing is to be proved right. Nothing you do for children is ever wasted. They seem not to notice us and seldom offer thanks, but what we do for them is never wasted…

I think I may have been a tad wrong a few years back when I wrote a feisty gut-check newspaper column about what we ought to do with surly, pugnacious disruptive public school students. Just a tad. And perhaps now … Continue reading

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I am for capital punishment, and I’m trying to figure out why I shouldn’t be. I don’t want my tax dollars spent on keeping these folks alive, reading, eating and sheltered in prison. The gods of old would have aptly punished them…

In the days before we all got too smart there were Gods and Goddesses  who ruled the day. But, like us, they weren’t particularly smart. And, like us simple folks, they were known to have terrible dispositions, especially after sucking … Continue reading

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