How was your summer? A friend asks a seemingly innocuous question and then it hits me, summer is over. Fall—as soon as the air in Maryland begins to turn crisp—is about to commence. And how was my summer? I ask myself. Sort of okay, nothing bad, but disappointing, I think. The build up towards theContinue reading “Delta Blues Summer”
We were under attack, and we needed each other. We remembered that together we stand. But today America is divided.
The United States was founded on the idea that there be a separation of church and state. In practice, with the new law passed in Texas, this is no longer true.
It is how we handle the onset of a pandemic as a society that determines how many of us will survive.
I’m a Margaret Atwood fan and an Elizabeth Moss fan, so although it is now safe to freely move about our small city of Annapolis, at night I’ve been watching season four of The Handmaid’s Tale. Seasons 1, 2, and 3 on the streaming service Hulu, got me through the tense months that led up toContinue reading “May Day and The Handmaid’s Tale”
This week in between listening to news clips reporting on the Derek Chauvin trial and the events surrounding the death of Daunte Wright, I’ve been thinking about the difference between action and intent. Millions of us have watched portions of the video showing Chauvin, the police officer, kneeling on George Floyd’s neck. We witnessed theContinue reading “The Plague by Albert Camus Teaches Valuable Lessons”
“Do you remember Hill Street Blues?” A few weeks ago, my husband Peter and I were reminiscing about old TV shows. Both of us agreed, Hill Street Blues was one of our favorites. Our conversation jumped to the characters: the unruffled police captain Frank Furillo, level headed detective Neal Washington, and the articulate sergeant Esterhaus who concludes eachContinue reading “Hill Street Blues Still Relevant in 2021”
This is how we appeared to the world. A country in chaos… Economic monopolies that steer all the profits into the pockets of the ruling class is a primary characteristic of a Banana Republic.
From an early age we are taught sportsmanship. It’s an honor to play on a team. The benefits are great. When a player is injured on the field, in youth sports, everyone sits.
My house is my spaceship. From the comfort of my living room, I interact with the world. The facetime, the zoom meetings, the social media posts all connect me with my fellow humans. They all provide band aids for the problem of living in a time of a global pandemic. But the craving for human touch doesn’t leave us.
Maybe because he was my first James Bond, he was the best.
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. I love opening up the door and being surprised by fairy tale princesses, swashbuckling pirates, ghosts, and goblins. It’s not going to happen this year and I’ve been thinking about how to distribute candy, colorful pencils or whether I should be giving out small vials of hand sanitizer.Continue reading “How Do We Celebrate Halloween in 2020? Try This.”
I am reminded of the fairy tale The Emperor’s New Clothes. The foolish and vain emperor pays several bags of gold to clever tailors who tell him they are selling him robes of fabulous cloth that only the wise can see.
When did everyone stop listening to one another? I think back to 2016 and I’m certain the dismantling of civility began just after the election.
According to recent poll conducted by ABC News and The Washington Post on September 25th, 57% of the American public would like the new Justice selected after the election.