Tag: Ethics
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Sunset Road, Beyond the Road to Nowhere
Sunset Road, Beyond the Road to Nowhere Early morning 85-degree ride along the Tucson Loop, with the sun sittingjust 15 degrees off the eastern horizon,108 predicted for the daytime high6 mile/hr tailwind helps drive usnorth toward El Camino Del Cerro ‘the Road to nowhere’ and beyondto Sunset Road, connecting two north-south arteries, either side of the dry riverbed, the…
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The New York Commune – Memoir Continued
I’ve posted most of this adventure previously, but this is where it belongs in the narrative. The New York Commune During the mid-to-late ’60s, I read a string of Hermann Hesse novels. There was Journey to the East, Siddhartha, Damien, The Glass Bead Game, Steppenwolf, and Narcissus and Goldman. They struck sympathetic notes in me…
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Happy Independence Day
Things to think about on this ‘Independence’ day: Occupy Wall Street, Zuccotti Park DAPL Dakoda Access Pipe Line Protests: BLM, starting with the George Floyd arrest (murder): And there have been many more going back to the founding of the country and before. Time to think about our true history and forgo the propaganda… Some…
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Tangled up in Blue
Tangled up in Blue by Bob Dylan Early one morning, the sun was shiningI was laying in bedWondering if she’d changed it allIf her hair was still red Her folks, they said, our lives togetherSure was gonna be roughThey never did like mama’s homemade dressPapa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough And I was standing on the…
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Junior Year Part 2 – Memoir Continued
Junior Year Part 2 – Memoir Continued Toward the end of the school year, I tried out with the choir director, Mr. Meyer for my senior year. I also brought in and sang for him, To the Evening Star from Tannhauser by Wagner, which I sang at the City Auditions after Mr. Meyer approved and…
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Common Sense
What is ‘common sense’ but what benefits the majority, the planet, and all its inhabitabts. Common Sense We’re always advised to use itbut not to abuse itwhat’s ‘common’ for one of usnot necessarily so for the rest like everything else in existencecommon sense evolves, changes from one generation to the next, often unrecognizable decades hence but for…
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Father’s Day
I had a visit with my Dad on Father’s Day a few years before his death. This poem is the result of that visit. I wrote it that night when I got back home. So, it’s about 20 years old now. Father’s Day Sitting at the kitchen table (Dad’s desk), I flick the lighter and…
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Lady in Black by Uriah Heep
Lady in Black by Uriah Heep She came to me one morningOne lonely Sunday morningHer long hair flowingIn the midwinter wind. I know not how she found meFor in darkness I was walkingAnd destruction lay around meFrom a fight I could not win Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ahAh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah She asked me name my foe…
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Second Attempt at 3rd Grade – Memoir Continued
Second Attempt at 3rd Grade – Memoir Continued We moved into South Lorian, which was only a few miles from where we had lived on East River Road. Dad rented the right-hand half of a side-by-side duplex on 31st., three blocks from the main entrance to U.S. Steel’s National Tube Division (It was USS/Kobe the…
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2nd and 3rd Grade Trauma – Memoir Continued
2nd and 3rd Grade Trauma – Memoir Continued While living next to the farm, much to my chagrin, I was inadvertently educated in the inhumanity of my spiecies toward others. I witnessed a pig being slaughtered, hung up, gutted, and drained in the entrace to the farmer’s large tool shed. It was a gruesome experience…
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