Abuso Infantil: Un Paseo por la Memoria

  La mayoría me conoce por mi abordaje de asuntos sociales. Esto puede tomar un peaje. Mucking alrededor con qué está mal con el mundo puede ser horrible. Encontré cosas que no quiero saber. Sí, Ian Weinberg, no hay justicia. Tienes razón, pero eso no significa que me lleve ese hecho acostado. Voy a gritar y gritar... Continue Reading →

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No Justice for the Poor

It is well-known that Justice for the poor is rarely met. https://www.scu.edu/ethics/focus-areas/more/resources/equal-justice-under-law/ https://worldjusticeproject.org/sites/default/files/486481access_to_justice_in_the_united_states_virginia_lawyer_12-10.pdf In speaking to a legal representative about a case I was involved in, he told me that lawyers often defer to professionals even in cases where professionals have acted unethically. He further told me that he suspected it was all relative to how much... Continue Reading →

Un Mundo Incorporado está en el Offing.

Pamela 🐝 Williams me sacó de mi sueño complaciente con su pieza: https://www.bebee.com/producer/@pamela-williams/two-means-to-an-end-an-opinion-piece He intentado ignorar lo que he considerado como un retroceso de la evolución durante bastante tiempo. Me acurruco en mis sueños y espero que los acontecimientos me pasen por alto, pero sé que en mi corazón no lo harán. Me embarco en un viaje de confianza... Continue Reading →

Éxito

  ¿Qué es el éxito? ¿Cómo se llega allí? El éxito implica un gran esfuerzo. A menudo lo definen en términos dicotómicos de ser una Víctima o un Víctor, pero estoy equivocado. Hay un montón de gris en el medio. El éxito es una danza cuidadosa de escuchar y tomar el toro por los cuernos... Continue Reading →

Trump = Obama?

I tripped across this email lodged in a 2008 file. I was an Obama supporter. The email pretty much speaks for itself. I’m going to go a bit Jim Murray -esk here.  I do not generally do politics.  I relegate it to parlor talk.  Politics generates too much passion.  But I get involved on a meager level... Continue Reading →

Insanity?

I often feel like the harbinger of doom-and-gloom. There are so many issues that I see as important. Most of them result in death. Some have happy endings. Fiction has been a respite for me. I don’t indulge in it often. It feels like a desert after a burnt roast. It’s hard to immerse oneself... Continue Reading →

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Deception

'This Side of Life'

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I’m not driven to tears often. I see myself as staunch and stoic. Last night, however, I found my face bathed in that salty fluid as I listened to myself assure a victim of a crime that justice would now be done.

“They know about him now,” I said. “They’ll do something.”

It is an interview I taped on 9/28/1992. I listened as life occasionally interrupted the conversation I had with Judy. My sons came in and out of my room, and my beloved dogs barked. Judy choked back tears as she told me her story—a horrific one in my eyes. An eleven-year-old girl fearing for her life as she was sexually assaulted; her young brother hunkering down with her in what they called their fort in the attic telling tales of assault, too. Her mother, addicted to prescription drugs by the offending doctor, proclaiming to the doctor that he…

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There was an Old Woman Named Sarah

I remember Sarah. I find it hard to stay in the now with my writing. Now is weaving down the hall like a drunk—plunking away at the keyboard with two fingers. But I remember Sarah. She was my best friend’s mother. At 84, and living in assisted living, she was a bright spot in my... Continue Reading →

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