Category Archives: Observations

We live in an accelerated age. World War II was fully three years old when the tide began to turn, in the Soviet Union and in North Africa. Even at that point, amid glimmers of optimism, Churchill was clear and … Continue reading →

Once upon a time, there was a group of people in England called the Prurient Men, but because most everybody was illiterate and not too educated like now, the rest of the people called them Puritans for short. Everybody hated … Continue reading →

I haven’t posted on this blog in six months; today seems a good time to start again. In my defense, I’d say I have been busy: traveling to Colombia and Colorado, teaching Sunday School, cleaning out the garage and basement, … Continue reading →

One of the principal joys of being retired is that you can spend time to save time.  Back when I was gainfully employed and wanted a certain book from the library, I would go to the library here in Larchmont, … Continue reading →

Thinking (feebly) of Mr. S on his birthday and the quadricentenary of his death: One who’s wicked,                                                                                                                                  Another good,                                                                                                                                  Knave or brave,                                     … Continue reading →

Having not posted for over a month, it seemed high time I did.  But one cannot rush these things.  All appearances to the contrary notwithstanding, I really do exercise self restraint and editorial judgment; several times I’d embarked on what … Continue reading →

Battling my gathering gloom over the American political future, I turn my eyes abroad; a change of scene may provide relief. I turn to England.  Spring comes to that green and pleasant land, the sun returns.   Clouds of daffodils supplant … Continue reading →

Today, February 18th of 2016, the sun is shining and the air, though still brisk, is warm enough that I’ve doffed the winter coat in favor of a light fleece jacket. A corner has been turned.  Pitchers and catchers have … Continue reading →