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Today we live in the age of the refugee in exile. Those of us who leave our homes in the morning and expect to find them there when we return at night don’t really understand what the experience of a refugee is like. Nevertheless, to stop this horror we must inflict something even more horrible…

As a teenager my grandfather escaped conscription and a lifetime of servitude in the Tsar’s army by hiding in a big hand basket on a railroad freight car that brought him through Poland and Europe. Eventually he hopped a ship … Continue reading

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Remember that stress doesn’t come from what’s going on in your life. It comes from your thoughts about what’s going on in your life. And though some things hit you harder than a heart attack an optimist laughs to forget; a pessimist forgets to laugh…

In a serendipity manner the other day my cardiologist got around to telling me that there is a problem with my heart… again. I protested that that was impossible… I mean, I divorced that problem. She’s gone. Cost me everything. … Continue reading

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There’s a time and place for everything. Love has its place, as does hate. So does peace, as does war. And mercy vies with cruelty and revenge. What I am saying is that it’s far easier to forgive an enemy after you’ve put him in his place. Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. So let’s bomb Syria!

Let’s all – as in A-L-L — us Jews and Christians and Muslims and Buddhists and Hindus… and all the rest of us fellow pious hypocrites and atheists get something ramrod straighter than we would — even on Viagra: Yes, … Continue reading

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Anyone who has been married with kids knows that we all torture one another. It comes naturally. Hell, just drive down the highway without your finger talking.

When I was growing up, there were two things that were unpopular in my house: One was me. The other was my trumpet. And, by golly, I may not have been any Harry James, or Satchmo or even Al Hirt. … Continue reading

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