Never again will I take fresh, breathable air for granted. The relentless fires along America’s West Coast serve as another reminder of how interwoven we are on this planet. When the rain finally came to clear out the air here in Portland, I could also think more clearly about my “Reframing the Apocalypse” post from last week. It motivated me to direct my energy toward supporting two top-rated organizations: Americares and The Union of Concerned Scientists.
Earlier this week, an intense windstorm knocked out our power for several hours. Today is the third day of an orange sky casting an eerie pall over Portland, as wildfire…
The Black Lives Matter protests in Portland are nearing 80 nights of activism. And as described in last week’s post, Hogwarts Meets Portland, the protests have been relatively peaceful since…
Funny how fiction and reality often merge. Each reflects the other, no matter how much time passes between when a story was written and when a person interprets it. Such…
Last week’s post referred to a discussion from my college days about the plausibility of world peace. While utopian ideals might seem laughable given the current state of the world,…
“Do you think it’s possible that humans will ever evolve beyond war?” I asked, casually sprawled on the dorm lobby sofa. Mike’s response was a swift, flat-out “No.” “Not even…
As evidenced in The Illusion of Progress, one thing that gets me through these ongoing moments of collective stress is to zoom out and view them as history in action.…
Do you ever have dreams so visceral that it takes a while to get grounded in reality once you wake up? When I was about 13 years old, one particular…
My last post, The House that Covid Built, sparked plenty of conversations in our house about which news articles are true and helpful and which aren’t. We live in a…
This is the story that told of the people that spread the disease that was caused by the droplets from someone who ate the bat that got the virus that…