Columns 2016

Hey, Evangelicals, here’s an idea

One of the most puzzling features of the current campaign for me is how evangelical Christians can stick with Trump. On the surface, he would seem to be everything they rail against – multiple marriages, mistresses, talking about women as though they were merely pieces of meat for his delectation – how does anyone put these together with Christian values and come up positive for Trump?

The answer, as best I can tell, is that for some evangelicals, there is really only one issue in this campaign that matters. That issue is the Supreme Court and who will get to Continue reading →


It always feels good

I voted yesterday. I walked into a public building, entered a private booth and cast my ballot. No one watched me. No one had the right to know how I voted. No one harassed or intimidated me as I went to vote. And no one would rain political repercussions down on me for the way I voted.

And that, folks, is what makes America so great and the Orange Man so frightening. He would take it all away.

And BTW, quick civics lesson… thank you Salesian nuns for teaching us these valuable lessons in being American… each state runs each Continue reading →


How pathetic is this?

You know you’re about to lose big when this paragraph appears in a story about you.

“If you’re scoring at home, Trump still trails Clinton by quite a bit in terms of newspaper endorsements. Clinton has over 80, while the Review-Journal is Trump’s fourth — fifth if you count the National Enquirer.”

Seriously, when you have to count the National Enquirer as one of your endorsements in order to get to five, you should probably just pack up and go home. Continue reading →


On the wings of an eagle


We had an eagle release from  Bird TLC,  the wild bird rehab center where I volunteer. The vet who started the program is Native American and he said that his tribe believes the souls of the departed are brought to heaven on the wings of an eagle. Given Abdul’s chewed up flight feathers, I figured he could use a lift. So I sent him to heaven on the eagle’s wings.

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Columns 2016

Hoisted on his own petard

There’s an old phrase – hoisted on your own petard – which I can remember my mother quoting in my childhood every time I did something she warned me not to do and it went bad.

The quote comes from Shakespeare and, since mom was briefly an English teacher, she loved those quotes. For sure it was not something often said by any other members of our extended family. They usually used Italian phrases when yelling at us and then refused to translate what they’d just said. Didn’t matter though. We knew from the tone just how much trouble we Continue reading →