Most of us know Hans Christian Andersen’s wonderful story The Emperor’s New Clothes. We chuckle visualizing the Emperor with great fanfare proudly strutting through the streets totally naked, convinced that he’s wearing the most magnificent finery ever made. We find it hard to imagine that he was persuaded that the clothes actually existed.Read More
If you were walking through the woods on a summer’s day and you came across this little door in a tree, what would you do? Would you try to open it? What would you expect to find?Read More
“In order to serve customers better, we’ve discontinued technical support.” So says Ted, the Generic Guy, in Scott Adams’ cartoon, Dilbert. I sometimes wonder if there isn’t an element of this type of thing in real life on the part of some providers.
While I was trying to get back to a movie on TV recently, the screen indicated this message: “A problem occurred while playing this item. Try again later, or select a different item. Go to [the provider’s online support address] for more information.”Read More
Einstein apparently said that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. I guess I qualify, for I optimistically keep on buying things with zippers, hoping each time that the zipper will last.
Just about everything I’ve ever owned along the lines of boots, sweaters, fleeces, pants, coats, suitcases, carry-ons, backpacks, tents, sleeping bags and briefcases, has been ruined prematurely by zippers.Read More
The ice floes stretched in all directions as far as the eye could see, a vast expanse of brilliant white shapes outlined by dark jagged patches of the ocean. By contrast, the sky was such a clear blue that if an artist painted it that way, a critic would say it was too perfect.
I was in the water at the edge of one of the ice floes, but I had no idea how I got there. For some reason I could not feel the intense cold, but I knew I had to scramble out onto the ice floe beside me, or I would suffer the same fate as those who had been aboard the white wooden vessel I could see on the ocean floor through the clear water.Read More
There are 525,600 minutes in a year. During two of these we remain silent specifically to remember those who fought for freedom on our behalf, many of whom never returned home.
Every one of these individuals who fought for freedom is a hero. Most of them are uncelebrated. Had the oppressors they fought against in other lands gained control, their domain would most certainly have spread and our lives here would be very different today.Read More