The pandemic brought with it a fear of crowds. If a respiratory virus was not scary enough, the crowds that gathered despite it seemed to be instruments of anger, whether destroying public buildings or storming the capital, or just burning things, humans congregated...
Happy Thanksgiving, I hope you are (like me I hope), shaking off the dark thoughts that were brought on by the way the world seemed to be going off the rails, the way people were saying things that were the opposite of true, and embracing nonsense proven wrong long...
The other things I wrote when I put the word “fear” on the screen: The latest word is that we must live with the virus. Some of us have postponed our date with it, but it will come, and even the vaccines cannot guarantee the outcome of that destiny. Sooner or later,...
Fear I thought I’d put that word on paper this week. For a year and a half it has entangled the entire area. The third record album I owned was Déjà Vu, by Crosby, Stills Nash & Young. (The Turtles Greatest Hits and Waiting for the Sun by the Doors were first and...
Almost as far back as I can remember, listening–to something–has been a prerequisite for falling asleep. At first it was a choice. Now it’s more of a habit. Or, more honestly, an addiction. It started with the transistor radio I snuck into my boarding...
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