Confessions of a Conservative Atheist
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If young people today face a problem totally unique to their generation, it’s one of plenty itself. Simply put, they have too many choices about everything and anything in life, but not enough money or time to possibly have or do it all. The 19th century novelist Henry James once claimed his works were centered… Continue reading The problem of plenty, the genius of Henry James, and the sad truth that we’re all Isabel Archer now
Rosie, Carlitos, and her human servants have abandoned her beloved lair for reasons she couldn’t possibly explain and set off into the unknown, a thing that can be feared and loathed by dogs, dragons, and humans alike. This is part two of an ongoing adventure. Read the first part here... Dogs are famous or should… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of night, part two
To the young, all is new. They’re on the ride for the first time, making it near impossible to understand what it will feel like for the fiftieth. To the old, the belief that we’ve seen it all before settles in along with the feeling that nothing can surprise us anymore. It’s a bizarre irony… Continue reading The more the holidays change, the more they stay the same even in a world where change is the only constant
Like a human with two sides to their personality, the classic Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, I behave like a wave in some cases, for example, when I am cruising across the universe, and like a solid object in others, literally a tiny, massless ball of light known as a photon. I am a beam… Continue reading I am a beam of light traveling from a distant star
It’s human nature, but if you value what you have now, what you’ve seen, done, and hopefully learned, why would you want to go back to a point where you had none of it or at least less of it? Aging is a funny thing to say the least. I suspect almost all of us… Continue reading New Year’s, the mysteries of aging, and whether we’d really want to go back in time to be our younger selves
Love can sing to us, sweetly, and we can build an edifice upon it for that special choir, an edifice composed of both the joy we have in our lover and the fears of how it will end, for everything is ultimately “ruin’d” in this world, but in Shakespeare’s, even a single intentionally shortened syllable… Continue reading Shakespeare’s Sonnet 73, the “Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang,” and the meaning of love itself
Even having lived through the cultural and musical phenomenon that was Jackson’s golden years, it is difficult to remember how truly unique and special he was, at least when the music isn’t playing. Then, it’s impossible to forget. Michael Jackson is something of a tragic figure in the music and cultural worlds. The undisputed King… Continue reading Michael Jackson’s “Dirty Diana” and the King of Pop’s controversial legacy
If brevity is the soul of wit, Macbeth’s might be the superior statement of the futility of our existence, an entire philosophy contained in a few simple lines, but the overall meaning couldn’t be more different. It’s as if each speech is itself a prism, and the meaning reflected is based on the direction of… Continue reading Shakespeare’s Macbeth, As You Like It, and all the world’s a stage
A new study from the University of Ottawa attempts to resolve the insurmountable challenges facing the Big Bang theory by proposing the universe is almost twice as old as previously believed and that light loses energy over the eons. The scientific community appears to have largely shrugged, but it’s a good start. Almost two years… Continue reading Physicists finally get off their ass and propose a new theory for the origin of the universe
You might not ever be gathered with the same people in the same place, not next year, not ever. So this Christmas, sever yourself from the past and the future, stop calculating everything, and simply enjoy it. It may seem like a bad dream only two short years later, but the experts recommended we cancel,… Continue reading This Christmas, celebrate the magic of the moment
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 