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How I Feel About the End of the World

I heard last night on Bill Maher’s show that Jacques Cousteau predicted that the oceans would be dead in the lifetimes of some people then alive. A UN committee tells us that we’d better get moving or we won’t survive. I’m beginning to take global warming seriously. The pathos of it grips me from timeContinue reading “How I Feel About the End of the World”

Love and The Plague

On Friday, I got a phone call from someone who said he was my son, though the voice was sepulchral, and barely audible.  He was sick.  “I’ll be up this afternoon,” I instantly said.  He and his wife are house parents at a sorority at Cornell.  Forty-six of the 49 sorority sisters were sick, fiveContinue reading “Love and The Plague”