Scott Peterson – Destructor of Love

While the Peterson jury worked manfully to do the right thing, there is every reason to believe that the death sentence they issued will eventually be set aside, changed to life in prison, in appeal. He’s in California – bluest of the blue states, where killing is bad, and the death penalty is worse. Between [...]

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be Part I

On the heels of Polly Toynbee’s lament that her cancer-stricken mother could not legally kill herself, (and my response to that, here) comes another UK resident to suggest that it is better for the old to just kill themselves and not be a burden. Is anyone surprised that in a post-Christian Europe, where abortion is [...]

Slouching Toward Bethlehem

And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?WB Yeats, The Second Coming Polly Toynbee’s mother died three weeks ago. Ms. Toynbee has written of it here, while in the throes of exquisite pain and some very plain anger: My mother died three weeks ago, less than a [...]

In the Spirit of Christmas: A Letter to Maureen Dowd

Dear Ms. Dowd; I have just finished reading your sad and unfunny column from yesterday’s NY Times. While I don’t normally read yesterday’s news, my time has been so taken up with another issue that I was (quite unusually) glad to happen upon your writing, even a day late. You would, of course, have no [...]

A Moment of Grace

It’s a genuinely painful, but also rather good experience, to watch someone taking their leisurely leave of this world. I might not have written those words a few days ago, but things are happening, and changing. As my brother S makes what appears to be a final lap around the days and seasons of his [...]

The Kindness of Strangers

Please allow me to thank those of you who left kind comments, prayers and poems concerning my brother. I am always immensely humbled by examples of huge generosity of spirit by strangers, for other strangers. When I think back on 9/11, I remember the people helping each other, pulling each other along, one person dousing [...]

At Journey’s End…

Things will be rather silent for a little while…let the world be hushed…my brother, my beloved brother, is near his end, all 41 years and 68 lbs of him are reaching their culmination. On this day of rain and wind, all overcast and bleak, we will very likely see one more light go out, and [...]