It will be my pleasure and honor to speak to a group of students on the topic of sexual assault and rape at Umass Lowell's Alumni Hall this evening. Sept 27, at 7 PM.
If only hindsight could be reversed to give foresight. But, alas, what is done is done. From my first school day in my single digits, I was forced to become indoctrinated into a corrupt system. I stood before class started, faced the flag, put my hand over my heart, and gave my life over... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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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I’ve studied psychology all my life. I studied canine behavior for twenty years. https://www.bebee.com/producer/@joyce-bowen/the-business-of-canines I once had two bitches that had puppies in the same moments. One bitch scrambled over to the other litter and demolished two puppies. I locked the offending bitch up, and wouldn't you know it, she worked the latch and killed one more. Are... Continue Reading →
What is Success? How do you get there? Success entails a great deal of effort. I often define it in dichotomous terms of being a Victim or a Victor, but I’m wrong. There’s a lot of gray in between. Success is a careful dance of listening and taking the bull by the horns and... Continue Reading →
Pamela 🐝 Williams jarred me from my complacent dream with her piece: https://www.bebee.com/producer/@pamela-williams/two-means-to-an-end-an-opinion-piece. I’ve tried to ignore what I’ve considered to be an evolutionary backslide for quite a while. I hunker down in my dream and hope events will bypass me, but I know in my heart they won’t. I’m embarking on a journey of relying on a system that might not be in... Continue Reading →
Seventy years ago, Julia Wells planted a tree in her yard. I suppose she wanted quick growth to shade her house. She got it in the form of a Silver Maple. Whoooooosh, it grew. Julia Wells moved on either to the nursing home or some kind of care, and the Silver Maple remained. It surely outlived her (as trees most... Continue Reading →