What I recall of the morning I went for brain surgery at Evanston Hospital were a lot of intense nurses rolling me around very quickly, air conditioning that wouldn’t stop and an operating room full of surgeons, helpers, students, nurses, whatever, preparing to drill into my head and solve my problem. Donald Trump was president, […]Read More Dr. Solomon Hakim and his plumbing solution for my brain problem
I will be operated on to put a shunt in my brain on Aug. 6 at 8:30. a.m. at Evanston Hospital. I should be there about 24 hours or so. Then home to recuperate and then back to this by my birthday, I think, on Aug. 23. Thank you all for your best wishes and […]Read More UPDATE:A Report on Me: Wacky, wet and wobbly. It would be funny, but it’s no joke
But think of what it represents. It happens because at some point, the place was so fragile that huge parades and fireworks displays like bombardments sent the not very subtle message that, although your life is built on layers and layers of shit, we still have ALL the power. I have been to the big […]Read More The Greatest Military Parade of them all is in Red Square
Surprise, it’s just like Trump’s old campaign, except even more arrogant. Same scene, a big arena packed to the rafters in Florida (people left early). Same issues: Hillary Clinton, lock her up, missing emails, and so on. Same rhetoric, keeping America great and so on. Same ridiculous smile, full of confidence and gluten. So here […]Read More Kicking Off Trump’s New Campaign?
That’s quite a choice we will be asked to make, between an arrogant, dumb New York real estate shark who built an empire from his father’s money and a brainy woman who is much more comfortable talking policy in great depth. I would go for the woman! President Trump launches his reelection campaign in Florida […]Read More President Warren, President Trump
During research years ago for a book I want to write at some point, I looked into the life of a preacher named Henry Harbaugh, one of those 19th century believers who never stopped thinking about life, after life and the meaning of heaven. He was a remarkable man for many reasons, not the least […]Read More Saints? Really? Where is heaven?
But don’t tell anyone. My plan is to celebrate the Nations Independence on July 6, well after President Trump taints the whole celebration by dragging his fat ass down on the mall or someplace to give a speech about his wonderfulness. This holiday has been preserved since Harry Truman’s day as president free. Sure, they […]Read More Three Cheers for the Sixth of July