The Office Pony

My daughter picked me up in a town familiar. We were both going to an interview at the same place.  I had a job (maybe she did as well) but we were looking for something new.  In the car sat my mother.  Why she'd come along I hadn't a clue. It was late and I … Continue reading The Office Pony


Review: “Made in Japan From an Anthropological and Psychoanalytic Perspective”

Over the past 35 years Japan has really carved out a niche for itself when it comes to consumer goods.  For every item one can imagine, there are so many variations; some very sophisticated and luxurious, others unbelievably fanciful or cute.  The Japanese are simply the best at making products that entice.  And why is … Continue reading Review: “Made in Japan From an Anthropological and Psychoanalytic Perspective”

Muted Me

The muted me appeared. Attached to my feet, longer than usual, against a backdrop of pure snow. The less-ness me, without face, color, or detail... changing height (and width) as I turned. Still in control. I see her from time to time when the light is right, and I chose to pay attention. But on … Continue reading Muted Me

My Rabbit Ears

Once I bought some rabbit ears. Hoping to see something beyond my window, a supplement to a stack of stale DVDs.   The one channel I could see, had news from afar; a town three hours from me. And in the morning, before the sun, the farm report was read from a simple stage. No flash, … Continue reading My Rabbit Ears

Our March Towards Madness

Cultural differences have existed as long as humanity. Our social forms and norms defined by place, time and strength of voice--- dictating ethics for everyone belonging to a particular society or group.  In the past, we would look at other cultures, see their ways, and make arguments for or against, but generally, as we rarely commingled, … Continue reading Our March Towards Madness