THE FOLLIES MY AFFLICTED EYES DOTH SEE
I have the (thankfully rare) distinction of genetically-induced tunnel vision. I gave up driving before I was forced to, because of the danger I posed to myself and others.… Read the rest
FLATTERY, FOOLS AND THE FECKLESS
In the fairy tale “The Emperor’s New Clothes”, a small child pointed out that a vain leader was riding naked in a procession meant to show off what he had been conned into believing was the most magnificent wardrobe ever created.… Read the rest
A DEADLY DANCE ON THE HEAD OF A PIN
The philosophical question “How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?” was raised by the 13th century philosopher Thomas Aquinas. A metaphor for wasting time debating topics of no practical value, it sums up what efforts to resolve Gaza will be unless the U.S. actually makes “changes in policy”.… Read the rest
WHO WOULD WANT THE JOB?
If you’ve got good health and a decent pension, being a retiree has a fair share of perks, not least of which is freedom from the downsides of going to work. As a beneficiary of those, I’ve been amusing myself by conjuring up sympathy for people with jobs that make me wonder why anyone would want them in the first place.… Read the rest