SCOTTSDALE
"I picked up a couple of scraps of paper on a window ledge behind me at a restaurant in Scottsdale, Arizona. I’m tidy. The scraps of paper were two post-it notes with a few words on them. I was going to throw them away, but I read them first. I decided to find the story behind the words written on the scraps of paper. This is the story.
Or perhaps just the beginning of the story."
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PRISONERS
“From the moment I could talk, I was ordered to listen”
It is going to take a little work to get through this first paragraph—no music or poetry, just one foot in front of the other. I was thinking about the virus that inadvertently wiped out all the survivalists as I watched a film called Prisoners. [For those who have seen the film, I admit I am compressing data but I am not suppressing truth.] Two children were kidnapped. There were two “obvious” suspects—both were young men with severe socialization issues (think Boo Radley). Neither suspect could talk (well, they could talk but not communicate).
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KILLER ANGELS
How can we reconcile “survival of the fittest” versus “the meek shall inherit the earth”? I hear they are fighting about evolution versus creationism in Kansas again—a debate dominated by creationists who believe in social and economic Darwinism but not biological Darwinism. That is one way to frame the debate, I suppose, but it does not require divine intervention for the meek to inherit the earth. There is an adaptive advantage to cooperation. In evolutionary terms, the question is whether the future of mankind will be decided more by competition or by cooperation.
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BEING HUMAN
I became a sentient human being in the late 60's. I was born in the 50's but I became a reader as a young teenager. Before I became a reader, I was a dumb kid. I am going to say some things that make me sound like a dumb kid grown into one of those grumpy old guys who always complain that everything is worse today than it was when they were a dumb kid.
PRISONERS
“From the moment I could talk, I was ordered to listen”
It is going to take a little work to get through this first paragraph—no music or poetry, just one foot in front of the other. I was thinking about the virus that inadvertently wiped out all the survivalists as I watched a film called Prisoners. [For those who have seen the film, I admit I am compressing data but I am not suppressing truth.] Two children were kidnapped. There were two “obvious” suspects—both were young men with severe socialization issues (think Boo Radley). Neither suspect could talk (well, they could talk but not communicate).
Click here to read more: Blog: Prisoners
KILLER ANGELS
How can we reconcile “survival of the fittest” versus “the meek shall inherit the earth”? I hear they are fighting about evolution versus creationism in Kansas again—a debate dominated by creationists who believe in social and economic Darwinism but not biological Darwinism. That is one way to frame the debate, I suppose, but it does not require divine intervention for the meek to inherit the earth. There is an adaptive advantage to cooperation. In evolutionary terms, the question is whether the future of mankind will be decided more by competition or by cooperation.
Click here to read more: Blog: Killer Angels
BEING HUMAN
I became a sentient human being in the late 60's. I was born in the 50's but I became a reader as a young teenager. Before I became a reader, I was a dumb kid. I am going to say some things that make me sound like a dumb kid grown into one of those grumpy old guys who always complain that everything is worse today than it was when they were a dumb kid.
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NATURE LOVES SYMMETRY
I spend a significant part of my life driving. Driving can take my mind off one thing and put it on other things. This weekend I drove to Columbia for a football game and to Kansas City for a baseball game. Scott and Janet (my son and wife) were in the car with me. I had a good weekend. We met Eric, my other son, in Kansas City. I saw a crow. Crows have the largest brain to body mass ratio of any bird. Crows will try to eat anything that does not eat them first. Crows mate for life...
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SIGNS
I should simply close my eyes. I don’t see dead people. So, there’s that. I see signification. Sign, sign, everywhere a sign: blocking out the scenery, breaking my mind. Not significance, not necessarily. Signification. Faces in the floor tile...
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KISMET
If there is one event that explains my life, it is my obsession with a piece of real estate I saw once. It is a 200 acre tract near Neosho, Missouri. The county road ran straight west. There was a small chapel near the road. It was made of fresh cedar logs and had one large stained glass window facing the road...
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APPARENTLY I NEED MY PAIN
NATURE LOVES SYMMETRY
I spend a significant part of my life driving. Driving can take my mind off one thing and put it on other things. This weekend I drove to Columbia for a football game and to Kansas City for a baseball game. Scott and Janet (my son and wife) were in the car with me. I had a good weekend. We met Eric, my other son, in Kansas City. I saw a crow. Crows have the largest brain to body mass ratio of any bird. Crows will try to eat anything that does not eat them first. Crows mate for life...
Click here to read more: Blog: Nature loves symmetry
SIGNS
I should simply close my eyes. I don’t see dead people. So, there’s that. I see signification. Sign, sign, everywhere a sign: blocking out the scenery, breaking my mind. Not significance, not necessarily. Signification. Faces in the floor tile...
Click here to read more: Blog: Signs
KISMET
If there is one event that explains my life, it is my obsession with a piece of real estate I saw once. It is a 200 acre tract near Neosho, Missouri. The county road ran straight west. There was a small chapel near the road. It was made of fresh cedar logs and had one large stained glass window facing the road...
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APPARENTLY I NEED MY PAIN
My memory is not what it used to be. Of course, that being true, I don’t really remember what my memory used to be. Could be I never remembered anything very well and that I am actually remembering stuff better than I once did.
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BOTH
Herman Cain says to the Occupy Wall Street crowd: “Don’t blame the rich if you are poor: blame
yourself.” In saying so, he is tapping into one of the great themes of the American story.
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