“It takes considerable knowledge just to realize the extent of your own ignorance.” Thomas Sowell We live in a hashtag world. Not a day goes by where headline news lacks a story about something someone tweeted. Rarely does it lead to anything of real substance. The tweet itself is the story. Thoughts abound in …
A Virus of Pause
Hello again! I guess I’ve been strangely quiet the last two years, talkative fellow that I am. I intend to summon my muse and get to blogging again, just in case you’ve missed me. It’s not that I haven’t written anything or had tons of thoughts. But the Vid years have tended to make me grumpy …
Calm Waters
As I type this, the full results of the November 2020 election are unknown. But one thing does seem clear. There was neither a blue wave nor a red wave. I regard that as a good thing in that I think it gives us an opportunity to do better as a society. We are sometimes …
Experts, Public Policy and Private Choices
Covid-19 has mentally exhausted us. One of the reasons this is so is because it has highlighted the difficulty in how we regard experts. Obviously, we would be very wise to listen to experts when they speak from their fields of expertise. For instance, medical doctors are not merely self-proclaimed experts nor is their expertise something …
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Angels
I must say, I’ve never seen an ethereal creature with visible wings. And while I’ve heard some wonderful singing voices, I have never heard a concert by a heavenly host. But I have met a few angels. The first time I knew I met an angel was when I lay paralyzed in my hospital bed …
More February’s Please
February is an odd month. It can be as cruel as any winter month. And after January burned off much of the early winter joys of fresh snow and hot chocolate, sometimes we can do little more than endure February. Yet, most February’s, there is also a glimmer of hope if we watch for it. …
The False Ethic of Pretty
I like swamps. Swamps are not eye catching so no one brags about how pretty their swamp is. But they are beautiful. We humans like pretty things. So we manicure the shoreline of our lakes and dump roundup to rid them of any vegetation except Kentucky blue grass. Then we weed wack in the adjacent …
Playing Cards
My father loved to play cards. It seemed that he played every card game ever invented and I think he even created a few games of his own. One of his favorites was cribbage. Dad taught me to play cribbage when I was quite young. He may have thought that card playing was an …
Flawed Lying
In common conversations, we humans often say things we don’t mean and aren’t true. No harm is intended but we have odd ways of conversing at times. “How’s it going?” It’s the common question from the casual acquaintance in business, at the grocery store or at the gym. Of course the questioner is simply …
Spring Hopes Eternal
Yes, I know the title is backward. In some ways, though, it’s appropriate. Spring is the season of hope. Summer brings growth. Fall is a time to gather and prepare. Winter is a time of dormancy. But with spring, we experience a season that seems to start everything again from scratch. That’s a good thing. …
reflections of a flawed man 