While my lovely wife is content to write about frivolous matters (as befits her frailer gender), I present my respected readers with practical prose and intellectual idioms for healthier and happier living.
To that end, I present my In-Compleat Catalogue of Terrible Drivers.
Let us be honest, you and I. Driving has become a dangerous and enraging pursuit. The reason is, of course, all those blooming idiots who insist on taking up traffic space. What better way to fuel your mental health while motoring around than to ascribe names to these moronic souls who surely received their driver education class at the hands of the high school’s curling coach. Keep Reading…
In celebration of Memorial Day, here is a repost of an entry from November 11, 2010
Most people who know me realize that, between my Quaker faith and libertarian/anarchist values, I’m vehemently opposed to war (especially our current ones). Sadly, some people take that to also mean that I am opposed to, or hateful towards, our veterans.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
One of the core tenets of Quakerism is the belief in continuing revelation, that God speaks to us constantly. This is why Quaker meetings are held in silence, so that we can hear God more clearly, and without distraction. My own corollaries to this are:
- If God speaks to each of us, then I have no monopoly on the Truth;
- What God asks of me, He may not ask of someone else, and vice-versa;
- People of good conscience and faith will disagree.
What I see when I look at our veterans and active duty men and women are individuals who have a strong calling to defend their country. And they make extraordinary sacrifices to follow that leading, not the least of which is putting their lives in danger.
This kind of action, made in a desire to serve and based on faith and trust in a higher purpose, is something to be revered. Even when we don’t agree with the way our leaders use that gift.
God bless our veterans today and every day.
“Every man I meet is my superior in some way. In that, I learn of him.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson