I woke this morning from the running dream. You may know it. It is the one where a sea of adversaries of fantastic shape, both known and unknown oppose you and you flail at them, sometimes landing a good one but it doesn’t matter. The motion continues and the scenes roll on and at some […]

It is Saturday morning, the only time in the week to think about what is next, not that I obsess about it. It is just the only time when there is no work and no dread of what is coming tomorrow. Sort of like the old Fleetwood Mac song “Don’t Stop (Thinking About Tomorrow).” I […]

On June 26, 1963, President John F. Kennedy visited West Berlin. While there he visited the Schoenburg town hall in the American Sector and uttered the words that framed the whole decade of Cold War, and presaged the robust commitment to democracy that became the adventure in Vietnam. He made his famous commitment to the […]

Something has happened to the BBC this morning. I have a bit of a panic attack. Can Bush House have gone dark? Has something happened to the people and institutions of Great Britain? The alarm went off just fine. I have the clock set twenty minutes fast in the bedroom so that it will scare […]

It was the longest day of the year and the first day of summer and I nearly froze my ass off down on the pool deck when I got out of the water. This is the strangest of years. It was so cold on Saturday that I actually forgot about the solstice. This is a […]

I am pleased to report to you today the resolution of the late unpleasantness with Iran. Goodness knows it has been going on long enough. The naked greed, the endless negotiations, the denials and the obfuscation. The last discussion has concluded, the possibility of the return of the old regime dispelled. It is finally over, […]

I was across the table from the Germans so late in the afternoon it was almost evening. My medical associate, a slim aesthetic ER physician, had spaced out a commitment, remembered only late that he had agreed to a meeting. The delegation arrived at the building promptly at five. It had been a slow day, […]

It is a cool gray morning of indeterminate size. I cannot tell how deep the heavens will be this day. Not yet. The light is still soft and the air cool, though moist. Those who follow the air currents opine that we will return to the mid-seventies in temperature. The peculiar nature of this Spring […]

I have not told you about my talk with my older son Friday night, the rambling dinner conversation about the nature of time and the possibilities of time travel. It was related to Pink Floyd and the way Dark Side of the Moon synches up to The Wizard of Oz. That is too bizarre for […]

It is Friday the Thirteenth and I am hoping for a great day. I may not get it. It is leaden gray again out there and threatening to rain once more. I swear I am living closer to Edgeware Road in London than slightly north of Route Fifty in Arlington, Virginia. The atmosphere has weight […]