Strange Bedfellows

William Tecumseh Sherman told the graduating cadets at the Michigan Military Academy in 1879, “I am sick and tired of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.” In … More Strange Bedfellows

The Fight To Repair

The wrestling match had gone on much longer than I had anticipated, and I was beginning to tire. The floor was hard, my arms were aching with fatigue, and the Maytag dishwasher hadn’t even broken a sweat. This wasn’t the noble, steel‑bodied Maytag of old — the kind that weighed as much as a Buick … More The Fight To Repair

The Quiet Page

Marcus Aurelius encourages us to “Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them. Think constantly on the changes of the elements into each other, for such thoughts wash away the dust of earthly life.” I read that in Meditations, inscribed on an ancient device that displays information via … More The Quiet Page

Playing Possum

As we recoil from the unrelenting drama of world news and weather, we turn now to the renewable resource of wisdom and entertainment provided by the creatures with whom we share this world. We don’t have to look far. Dogs teach us unconditional love. Cats show us how to stay limber. Snakes remind us not … More Playing Possum

The Pendulum Clutch

The decorations and the memories have been carefully wrapped and put away. The pants are just a bit tighter than they were two weeks ago. Elves did not magically finish the winter chores we set aside for the holidays, and there is still wood to be chopped and water to be carried. As a contrarian, … More The Pendulum Clutch

When “Good Enough” Isn’t Good Enough

There’s a particular kind of disappointment in watching a once‑reliable machine die in an undignified collapse of cascading destruction brought on by the failure of a single, fragile part. The irony is sharp when it happens at the peak of our season of conspicuous consumption. My old washing machine didn’t fail on Christmas Day because … More When “Good Enough” Isn’t Good Enough