When I think of bullying, I envision a kid at school taunting other kids. Maybe his name sounds strange. I remember a kid in my elementary school whose last name was Tushman and the kids called him “tushie” any chance they had. Maybe a kid is gay. Maybe he’s...
I recently binged a Netflix series called Wild Wild Country about Indian guru Baghwan Shree Rajneesh or Osho. This cult (they balk at this label) of thousands took over a city in Oregon, acting with hostility to the residents of this previously sleepy town. It was...
I know a poetry teacher who encourages his students to submit their poetry to as many magazines as possible. Getting published is not the reason. “I want you to get used to being rejected,” he explained. Unless you’re writing in your journal, being rejected is a...
I was a cable news junkie . . . until November 8th, 2016. MSNBC was my drug of choice and I watched constantly, listening to the pundits’ opinions and following the movement and philosophies of President Obama. He was intelligent, kind, scholarly and a favorite among...
As I started to write my blog this morning, I sat there for a few minutes, contemplating what I wanted to write about. My mind skipped to a load of possible topics but I didn’t really want to write about any of them. Last week and the one before that, I knew...
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