Friday, December 21, 2012


This morning, as they read each name of the 20 beautiful little children killed and rang the bell after each name, I had to walk out of the room. I meant no disrespect, but found the memorial much too emotional and beyond any words I could possibly write.

Sometimes, we need to walk on by, both to move forward as well as not to dwell on that which is beyond our understanding, sensitivity, and sensibility.

Much as I believe I have a keen understanding of the human mind, there are some scenarios that absolutely make no sense to me. I am sure they make no sense to you either.

May life in all areas make more sense in 2013 and beyond and may you be well, safe and happy in the new year.

Bye For Now,


ps unless I have something to say that just can't wait I will be back on January 2.

Thursday, December 20, 2012


Tomorrow is one week since the Newtown tragedy and I am still very sad and I am sure you are too.

Yet, children went back to school, adults went back into the world, movie theaters, planes, restaurants, churches, and just about every place will fill over winter break. Life in all spheres will go on for us all. Unfortunately, nothing will truly console the families who lost loved ones—ever! Time may ease but never heals all wounds.

That said, I have always been impressed with our ability to stare tragedy and trauma in the face and assume "it will not happen to us," or our loved ones.  I call this our healthy denial mechanism. It enables us to observe and know that "bad things happen to good people" and still venture forth into the universe as a good person.

Once upon a time I had agoraphobia as my degree did not come with a vaccine attached. Back then there was no safe space. Every zone of my life was filled with dangerous potentials (real and imagined) and every zone of my being was flooded with anxiety. I am happy to say I got past that nightmarish time and it never returned.

For those of us who can embrace "healthy denial" we can drive on highways that we know house head-on collisions, fly in airplanes or go on cruise ships that occasionally go down, walk into public spaces that sometimes become scenes of destruction, and do our very best to engage calmly, optimistically, and comfortably.

Without that healthy denial mechanism no one would drive a car, or leave their homes, and all children would be home schooled.

The evil doers of the world can scare us, hurt us, and even kill us, but they cannot kill the human spirit that enables us to move steadily forward despite the obstacles and dangers that are out there.

May the evil doers of the future kill themselves before, not after, they have hurt and killed others.

May the holidays and new year be a safe and peaceful time for you and those you love.

Bye For Now,


Wednesday, December 19, 2012


I have received many inquiries regarding the mental health factor in the Connecticut tragedy and all the others that preceded it. One very eloquent, intelligent student wondered why all the focus was being placed on gun control rather than mental health control.

My view is both are relevant, and neither are subject to or ever will be under very much control. Surely we can make it harder to obtain guns, especially the "mass destruction" kinds. But destruction comes in many, too many, different forms, especially for those who are seeking their fame and exit in bizarre and grotesque ways.

Similarly, I am pretty convinced that if a panel of mental health professionals interviewed the perp on Thursday, they would not likely realize the depth of his pathology, or the plan he had been plotting for some time. These are highly intelligent, strategic people who are not psychotic in the traditional sense of that term. Many have been desensitized to reality by playing too many violent video games and/or watching shoot-em up movies that our society produces serially. Surely, we can't hospitalize all video gamers, for the very small number who decide, at some critical time, to switch from their X-box controls to going wildly out of control. It is not easy to know just how much rage sits silently within a person or how it might be discharged. Some of the most successful people are volcanoes who explode positively and productively, while others go in the totally opposite direction.

Similarly, I think autism and Aspergers has received a really bum rap in all this. People who have to deal with this are more the victims of violence than the perpetrators of same. The media has been a little lame in their efforts to link this heinous crime to that spectrum of disorders. Someone with social awkwardness does not typically switch into sociopathy.

In fact, though I understand their dilemma, the media may very well be the most serious catalyst of all. To all those alienated folks who feel like losers and who feel like their lives are a total waste, there is much appeal to their grasping fame posthumously, by playing a disgraceful game of " I can top this!" Ergo the term copycat criminals. Double ergo, much as I am the eternal optimist, I am not sure there is really a way to control this nightmare that has invaded our society.

Our best defense may just be by maintaining vigilance personally and by deploying security in public places at higher levels than ever before.

I am sad for the children and families of Newtown and worried for children and families in the future. Not exactly an ideal way to head into the holidays and the new year. Time will tell and I most fervently hope I am wrong about the above—but I strongly fear I am not.

Bye For now,


Tuesday, December 18, 2012


and appreciation to those of you who read my daily blogs and worry when I don't post.

All's well, very well in fact, but I needed a breather after my emotional posts related to the CT tragedies.

I am working on building a bridge between those and getting back to my inspiring efforts to find the brighter spaces of our lives.

Sometimes, chaos and crazy-making sucks the oxygen out of my realistic optimism philosophy and throws me right off the horse I call Hope. I get back on pretty quickly, especially for an older guy—but hey, sometimes it takes a day or two!

More tomorrow.

Bye for now,


Sunday, December 16, 2012


Pretty little faces lost for naught,
Tear filled parents lost in their grief,
Our president lost in his own deep emotions,
A nation lost and divided on the second amendment,
So many of us lost on how to help and contain the seriously mentally ill,
A world that has lost the lines between reality and the consequences of violence and videogames, TV shows, songs, etc.,
We need to get found or get used to the tears, the pain, and the constant worry,
There is much to be done.

Saturday, December 15, 2012


As our eyes begin to dry, there are many families in CT and elsewhere whose tears still flow.

As our eyes begin to dry, the rage of the angels floods us with anger.

As our eyes begin to dry, a world sighs audibly and ponders unanswerable questions.

As our eyes begin to dry, we ever more cautiously step back out into the world.

As our eyes begin to dry, we pray silently for all involved, and for humankind to finally become involved in making necessary changes in gun control.

As our eyes begin to dry, new tears form just below the surface.

Friday, December 14, 2012


How can we not cry at the devastating news that 28 people were killed for no apparent reason today, 20 of them being elementary school children?

How can we not cry for the families—the parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins—of these children and adults?

How can we not cry for a world gone so wild, that people who are criminally insane can so easily obtain weapons of "mass destruction?"

How can we not cry when the unthinkable becomes a weekly event?

How can we not cry when for so many, in a microsecond of time, the holidays have become hell days of unfathomable pain and torment?

How can we not cry when the "terrorists" are us?

Maybe, as I age, I am just getting soft, but I for one needed to cry! How can we not?

Prayers to us all,



politicians represented the people and their constituents. Now they represent their party. Takes me back to the 60's slogan "Power to the people." We had it then and we need to regain it now.

Bye For Now,


Thursday, December 13, 2012


Diagnostic and Statistical Manual coming after many years of hard work.
Greed needs to become a diagnostic category. It is rampant in our world, sad to say.

Fill your pride bank if you earn your money the old fashioned way—honorably!

Bye for Now,


Wednesday, December 12, 2012


to hear about the 25 year old Dallas Cowboy killed in a car accident Saturday night.

When I told my grandsons that a car is a lethal weapon, I was never sure they got it. Hope they get it now and that you do too.

Time to stop drinking, drugging,  texting, talking and otherwise being distracted/impaired while driving. Your life and mine is on the line!

Bye for Now,


12/12/12 Concert

Very inspiring on many levels. Sandy did so much damage and hurt so many so nice to see so many come together.

The older crowd got my attention. Mick is our hero as are so many others who have paid their dues, but keep coming back for the good of the cause. Go Bruce, Joel, The Who and all the others whose tee shirt reads "I'm still standing and moving and singing..."

Keep rebuilding NYC and NJ and all other affected places pummeled by bitch Sandy!

Bye For Now,


ps In my next life can I have Mick's waist??

Tuesday, December 11, 2012


to watch the Sunday nite football game and see the snow falling. It is a special treat for us South Floridians.

Bye For Now,


Monday, December 10, 2012


It's easier to have the vigor of youth when you're old than the wisdom of age when you're young.

—Richard Needham

So very true. Wisdom and vigor keep us young. A lack of wisdom and vigor when we are young keep us making many mistakes. The key is to only make a mistake once. That's wisdom personified.

Bye for Now,


Friday, December 7, 2012


I don't like getting older, but I do like living longer. I'll take the Yin for the Yang!

Bye for Now,


Thursday, December 6, 2012


If I have to be old, I want to be as healthy as I possibly can be. No wheel chair or walker, no aid, no obesity and a reasonably working brain.

Will all that fit on a tee shirt? Certainly not if I lose weight.

Bye For Now,


Wednesday, December 5, 2012


Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind it doesn't matter.

I think I mind, but it still doesn't matter.

Bye for Now,


Tuesday, December 4, 2012


How can I be OLD? I haven't grown up yet!!!

Now or never. Never is not so bad.

Bye for now,


Monday, December 3, 2012


Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what the hell happened.

Moi Aussi!

Bye for Now,