November 2, 2019

I think about coaching track and field a lot. But I often have a skewed way of thinking about it, I guess. This past week our pastor, Karla Morton, preached on Jesus’ parable of the pharisee and the tax-collector. Among other pious thoughts, I thought of coaching. Valuing Our Competitor In Angela Duckworth’s book, Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance, there is an extended conversation with Pete Carroll of the Seattle Seahawks (you can learn more about their collaboration… Read more

October 30, 2019

Have you ever had one of those experiences when you know that you don’t know, but you know so little, that you cannot even phrase the question about what you don’t know? I don’t think I have ever written a sentence with the word “know” in it that many times!  It happens often when I am neck deep in something.  Something I care about, something I have entered into willingly. Sometimes, it is thrust upon me when I have to… Read more

October 21, 2019

A recent study from the Pew Research Center announces that the trend of decline continues.  Pew is a personal favorite for a poll and survey addict like me. I’m no mathematician, I not a statistical wizard, but I love having numbers and graphs to describe phenomena that I think I am witnessing myself. Other frequent stops for me are the National Opinion Research Center (NORC), with it’s comprehensive General Social Survey (GSS). But Pew remains a favorite. Pew’s extensive surveys… Read more

October 18, 2019

“Every child can play” is a statement. But it is also a challenge to see things from a different perspective.  A few years ago, a local Special Education public school teacher, began a non-profit to support kids of all abilities, and their families, to engage in the joy of athletic play and sports. It began in college when she was able to assist a young student diagnosed with Down’s Syndrome learn how to write his name for the first time. … Read more

October 11, 2019

I know I don’t listen to music like others. I really focus on words. Today I am contemplating the role reversal I watched on The Good Place. Not just once, but twice, Eleanor referred the deontology of Immanuel Kant’s categorical imperative. Chidi was having none of it. Chidi was somehow on a self-justifying consequentialist version of situational ethics, a la Fletcher.  That was twisted. This morning, as I listen to new music releases, I am listening for echoes of moral… Read more

October 10, 2019

Do You Care enough to Tifo? Days before the pitch is covered with teams, it’s time for tifo.  I used to be one of those who didn’t know the meaning of the Italian word, tifo, but thanks to my son teaching me about the game of soccer, and the lore of futbol, I learned.  Tifo is the creative expression of community, it isn’t sponsored, it isn’t paid for by someone else. When there’s groups like the Timbers Army (and there… Read more

October 4, 2019

“Among the Algonquin nation…creation was brought about by Kukumthena, the Grandmother…accompanied by a dog.” In this myth, creation is continued and the end of the world forestalled, by the “work” of this dog. “Each day Kukumthena works at weaving a great basket, and when it is completed, the world will end. Fortunately for us, each night the dog unravels her day’s work.  Those of us who have lost rugs, clothing, or furniture, to a dog’s oral dexterity may never be… Read more

October 4, 2019

I’m not much of a music critic. A lot of new music gets released on Fridays which always makes my workout take a little longer I as search for new tunes to add to my workout mix. I go to the gym at least five days each week. I’m constantly looking for music that good beat for energetic workouts. But, I also want music that has an ethical message. Today’s workout mix included an old, old throw-back to 1969 with… Read more

September 30, 2019

No one is going to agree with you. Not all the time. Maybe not on the specifics. I know that I don’t hang out with only those who agree with me. I have friends that I think are wrong about one thing or another. But regardless the perceived wrongness, I enjoy their friendship. If we only enjoyed those with whom we agree completely would leave us alone and fragmented (more on this in an upcoming essays). Kind of like we… Read more

September 28, 2019

I was too young to fully embrace the “summer of love”, but I was old enough to sing hippie songs.  I remember my mom playing the radio all day as she worked around the house. Sometimes it was pop music, sometimes easy listening. The dial turning between the Phoenix stations, KOY, KOOL, and KQYT. Sometimes, the more mellow, less confrontational hippie music would creep in. I was barely old enough to remember, but I remember the Beatles on Ed Sullivan… Read more

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