at the airport--leaving home, heading for Manila Everything was fine. Eugene and I were living in my hometown. We had two little girls, and I was pregnant with a third. He had a good job at Skagit Corporation, the largest employer in town. Then, out of the blue, a...
Now Is the Right Time to Watch Conclave.
Conclave is the kind of movie you need to watch at the right time. If you wait a year or two, you won’t be interested anymore. It’s like Barbie. If you wanted to watch it but I put it off, the urge is probably gone by now. In fact, Concave is probably more time...
Hubris in Greek Myths and Today
Icarus and his father Hubris isn’t just pride; it’s not just arrogance. It’s also “a dangerous character flaw capable of provoking the gods” according to the Miriam-Webster dictionary. And the ancient Greeks from whom we got the word had lots of stories to illustrate...
Resting after the “Hands Off” March
Green grass, a whispering creek, a spring breeze. After a noisy, enthusiastic rally and march, I appreciate the quiet beauty of nature. The march my sister and I joined was in Edmonds, WA. We were two among what has been estimated to be over five million people...
Move Fast and Break Things
A Not-so-techie Grandma Reads Kara Swisher I’m old enough to have taken a typing class in high school. Old enough that our first computer was an Apple knockoff when we lived in Manila. An Orange? Or did they call it a Banana? We played tetris on it. That was in the...
When You’re Just One Person in a Crowd
When you’re just a drop in the ocean, just small change in a billionaire’s pocket, only a pittance, a trifle, what can you do? You can’t do anything. Can you? You’ve probably heard this poem by Pastor Martin Niemoller. It begins like this: First they came for the...
Finally Something Fun in My Inbox
March 2021, man and dog and the Edmonds ferry. I don’t hate clearing out my inbox, but I don't love it either. How about you? Do you let it pile up until you have dozens or hundreds of messages you haven’t looked at yet? Or are you the conscientious type who finishes...
Asian Art on a Rainy Afternoon
looking at a bodhisattva It was raining. A light rain, but cold. I had my hood up. My sister was wearing a knit cap. A woman walked past us wearinng nothing on her head. We all smiled, and I said something stupid about the rain and her bare hair. “Oh!” she said,...
