Happy

Saturday I walked to lunch and back with my mother, under the parade of oak trees on her street. It had rained, on and off, stopping long enough for us to walk to the restaurant in the beating humidity that had set up camp. When we got back to the front door of her duplex, she pulled out her keys, and codaed our conversation: “Mothers just want everyone to be happy.”

More Fear and Loathing, or, Why Health Care Discussions Are So Scary

I wrote the other day about Americans having no balls. What I meant by that was: I feel that we should give reforming our health care system a serious, dramatic, bold, brave try. I’m going to add, today, that my rah-rah goes out with a full understanding of why people are afraid. I would like […]

… in a Box.

I was disappointed to learn that the pope is not keeping God in a box at the Vatican. Or if he is, that it was not part of the tour. I didn’t realize it until I had been there, but my half-Catholic blood is always secretly hoping that the Catholics have a direct line to […]

This is the Place

In two weeks, I am flying to Rome. I’m going because if I died without seeing Rome, I’d be pissed. I am also going because I am very legalistic and proper, and Rome is the third in the tier of European cities that are must-see. And lastly, I am going because I am strongly identified […]