malevolent weather
natural phenomena
media frenzy

Here to INFORM you, not SCARE you, is the mantra.
malevolent weather
natural phenomena
media frenzy

Here to INFORM you, not SCARE you, is the mantra.
civil conversation
choosing fairness over fear
expression to hope
Hammered out from the Manchester Guardian, online as, The Guardian.
The newspaper states, “A civil conversation has never been more important in American public life. Guardian journalism, driven by fact-based reporting, offers an independent voice of reason at a time when the national conversation is divisive and embittered. At a time of acrimony, America is in need of public civility. For 200 years Guardian journalism has been committed to giving expression to hope, not hate, and choosing fairness over fear.”
I have always liked The Guardian.
Maybe because part of my family emigrated from Manchester.
Maybe because Alistair Cooke (America, Masterpiece Theater) was for many years, the USA Correspondent for the Guardian.
It is a newspaperpaper with an interesting history.
Started in 1821, in 1936, ownership was transferred to a trust that was created in 1936 to “secure the financial and editorial independence of the Guardian in perpetuity and to safeguard the journalistic freedom and liberal values of the Guardian free from commercial or political interference”.
I like a newspaper that claims to be, “committed to giving expression to hope, not hate, and choosing fairness over fear.”
Of course, this is a newspaper in Britain, not the United States.
Painting Yesterday
Watercolors, Blacks and Blues
Today, blank canvas!

Many of these haiku’s and notes would indicate a good sized helping of depression and a side order of oh-woe-is-me on my plate with a glass of life-sucks as I take a table at the it-can’t-be-done diner.
A friend mentioned that my recent haiku’s were so sad and depressing.
Not my intent.
Well, not always.
But today my thought was even though a painting of my yesterday would be heavy in blacks and blues, today, the canvas was blank.
The paintbox is open.
Lots of colors available.
Lots of blank canvas available.
Who knows how today’s painting could end up.
in soul’s long dark night
character trait, need to be …
taken seriously
I think I know him better than anyone here. This is a quiet, frightened, insignificant man who has been nothing all his life, who has never had recognition—his name in the newspapers. Nobody knows him after seventy-five years. That’s a very sad thing. A man like this needs to be recognized. To be questioned, and listened to, and quoted just once. This is very important.
from the play, 12 Angry Men by Reginald Rose (1954)
Social Media opens a new door.
How badly do you want recognition.
watch national sense
collectively unravel
wait to read footnotes
Had dinner with my brother Paul recently and conversation got around to current dire state of affairs.
He stopped eating and says, “When I was in college, students were being shot on campus by the National Guard, cities were burning, We were involved in a foreign war without exit and the economy was destroyed by inflation.”
At some point a history of the United States will be written that will contain the footnote,