Yes, I do realize that I have already published what I really did think, at the time, was my farewell / ave atque vale “Skeptic’s Collection” column. But there is a matter that has been percolating in the back of my mind for some time: the issue, and the very concept of, “religious vocation”. (I […]
In the immortal words of the country-and-western parody song “Wildwood Weed,” “All good things gotta come to an end”. Well, so, too, do these “Skeptic’s Collection” columns. So please consider this “Skeptic’s” column my personal Ave atque vale to you, my faithful regular readers and fellow-skeptics. (Both of you?) I began writing this column, believe […]
When you begin to dig down into the layers beneath the apparent cotton candy, you discover depths you would otherwise not have suspected. I think that is pretty “forking” wonderful!
AMSTERDAM – It is impossible to spend any significant time at all in this city, i.e., more than one day, and not be conscious of the influence and the sheer perennial presence of two of the greatest spirits who haunt it most persistently: Rembrandt van Rijn and Vincent Van Gogh. I spent a lot of […]
[H]ere I am, of all people, trying to convince an observant, believing Christian, of all people, of the importance and cruciality of soul / spirit in defining what it means to be a human person
… [P]erhaps we find the depths in the surface, not in spite of it.
As strange as it will probably sound coming from me, in the 6 years (as of this month) writing my “Skeptic’s Collection” column for Beguine, I have never published a “Skeptic’s Collection ” column dedicated exclusively and entirely to the First Amendment. I have alluded to it, hyperlinked to it, but never written about the […]
[W]ithout that All-Important Great Cosmic Check Box, if you will – a human being would still be merely what I call a “meat doll”: basically, a department-store mannequin made of flesh.
I had never thought much about physical disabilities until the autumn of 2012, when an airplane flight from Hell from Wichita, KS, to Denver – long horror story … please don’t ask! — squeezed me into a last-row seat of a tiny Embraer jet aircraft for four hours, resulting in a severely compressed sciatic nerve […]
Every several years, at rather irregular intervals, the Seattle Symphony Orchestra stages a “Bugs Bunny Night,” in which, on a giant screen looming over the orchestra, are projected several classical Warner Brothers cartoons involving, not just Bugs, but Daffy Duck, the Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote, Elmer Fudd, Porky Pig, etc., etc., etc. All […]