Category Archives: Stories
I hear and read the term white privilege. Plenty of people explain it. How do the following fit into the concept? For context, for about a decade of my childhood, my mom’s house, where I spent half my time, was in poor neighborhoods, especially Rockland Street in Philadelphia in the mid-70s, or bordered them where whites were minorities. For a while our house was one of three white families on[…] Keep reading →
In my ongoing efforts to be burdened with less material stuff, I’ve scanned many of my old photographs so I could get rid of the physical pictures. Now that I can see the images on my screen when I want, I’m not sure what to do with them besides sending them to a landfill, sadly, but I caused the physical waste when I paid for the pictures. I’m only moving[…] Keep reading →
On Saturday, August 9, 2008, I left my apartment first thing in the morning after watching the Olympics opening ceremony at a bar with friends the night before, walked to my friend Dave’s apartment, caught a ferry to New Jersey, and swam across the Hudson River back to Manhattan. Then we walked back shirtless and shoeless from 45th Street to Greenwich Village. You’ve seen the picture at the top of[…] Keep reading →
In college in the late 80s, amid a global movement to avoid doing business with companies doing business with apartheid South Africa, I stopped buying Coca-cola products. Years later, Mandela became president and my conscience felt clear about buying their products. They make a lot of products, so I had to research all their stuff. I thought, I remember why I stopped drinking coke, but I don’t remember why I[…] Keep reading →
I’ve been exercising more than usual for the past few months, amid travel. You might say I haven’t given my body time to recover, and I probably haven’t, but I find it glorious. This episode explains why. It’s about Fitness Travel Lego Eating Burpees Sidchas Discipline Diligence Resilience Lugubriousness Struggle Glory and so on.
You often have to choose between options without enough information. How do you choose? You can never know everything you want for all life choices, yet you can’t avoid acting. Today I’m posting my answer by audio. I start with a story of a student with just such a challenge and show what we can learn from situations like them. I consider these lessons among the greatest one can learn.
When I last ate meat in 1990, maybe 1989, I tried to persuade others to stop too. I just ended up in arguments. Since then, I’ve come to appreciate more views on the practice. I don’t see it as right, wrong, good, or bad. In fact, I get annoyed by people who try to impose their values on eating meat on others even if I share those values. (I see[…] Keep reading →