Helping People Rocks

Man, I like helping people.

“Help” is supposedly a weak word; it’s a no-no for resumes. One should never say “Helped with account…” One should always say “co-administered account…” or “Supported account…” or s… Read more...

Waimea Bay

There are those moments that are just perfect, the ones you’re always looking for that need no analysis, where all involved feel the same thing at the same time.

Five of us, having been so long apart in geography and time, now treading water in crystal clear Waimea Bay, only… Read more...

The Tug of a Child

We are snorkeling off the coast of Hawaii (yeah, life is good), searching out coral, the magnets of the sea for shimmering fishees.

Every once in a while I feel a tug on my flipper and look back to see my daughter, pulling herself up my leg and torso. She holds a fistful of my sui… Read more...

Our Algorithms Are Failing Us

Our echo chambers are only getting louder.

I appreciate recommendation engines and suggested posts as much as anyone but they only feed me more of the same. The machines, they claim to know me, to have me pegged by what I do and say online or in a store or to a speaker sitting on … Read more...

The Fall of the Liberals

It was a mass extinction. Self-inflicted. Or you might call it mutual homicide by neglect.

From the sky looking down, the pattern of the bodies scattered across each other almost looks beautiful, a mutated end goal, a patchwork quilt of every color imaginable, all types of bodies,… Read more...

Love for You

Love is a lifeboat.

Love is a bunch of balloons taking you up up up.

Love is a formidable shield and the arrows that pierce it.

Love is a mother’s thoughts wrapped around you like a blanket, wherever you are.

Love is a perfect beach day when you almost can’t tell the diff… Read more...