In the Ruins

In the Ruins   A man sits on the rubble— not just in the rubble, but on the pile of what  remains. No people in the bombed-out houses. No dogs. No birds. Just ragged hunks of concrete and loss. And on his perch he is playing an instrument constructed of what is left—an olive oil [Read More...]

In the Face of Evil

So much heartbreak, so many dead, so many injured. This is what evil looks like—people who would willingly, even eagerly, fire into a crowd or into a plane, who would even use their own body as bomb. Evil lurks in the eyes of those who would look full in the face of another human being [Read More...]

Looking for Words that Help

Here’s what I’ve been musing about all week, as events of all kinds have folded and unfolded: How do we describe forces that are indifferent to human life and suffering, and does our description make a difference as we try to lessen their hold on us? Here’s when I started to wonder: When President Obama, [Read More...]


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