Category Archives: D.C

Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?

I sat here quietly. Engrossed in thought attempting to do the impossible, trying to make sense of it all. Actually, I find myself in this position more often than not, but not necessarily sitting on this particular tree stump, looking out at this particular outcrop of trees. But actively sitting in repose, trying to makeContinue reading “Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?”

Is empathy a relic of the past?

Empathy is a element that is missing in action.

American Liberal & Conservative thought, that curiously symbiotic relationship

In my travels throughout the connected world via the Internet and the medium of social media, one of the things that often gives me pause is the invective spewed by people on comment boards. I’ve mentioned previously that I feel that anonymity of the Internet provides people with a layer of courage that would otherwiseContinue reading “American Liberal & Conservative thought, that curiously symbiotic relationship”

My take on advancing the Dream – An ode to my Grandmother and the other Giants

I have always been entranced by the narrative of history ever since my father mandated that reading the family collection of World Book encyclopedias was to be my sole form of entertainment. Initially, I equated it with cruel and unusual punishment before I realized the power that came with the comprehension and respect of history.Continue reading “My take on advancing the Dream – An ode to my Grandmother and the other Giants”

Sammy the candidate hits the Talk Show circuit…

He rounded the corner and after going through the motions of acknowledging what seemed to be an adoring crowd; he turned and headed towards the couch, pausing to shake the hand of the host before taking a seat and for a brief moment he was taken aback by the look of unfiltered loathing on theContinue reading “Sammy the candidate hits the Talk Show circuit…”

Backstage – Sammy’s introduction

Sammy surveyed his surroundings backstage and he was calm; serene even, not unlike a Buddhist monk in the confines of a remote monastery. But, he couldn’t shake the nagging pull of logic dictating that he should be nervous, as he was in uncharted territory. On the other hand maybe it was possible that he wasContinue reading “Backstage – Sammy’s introduction”