Why Pay for Immigrants?

February 2020 I grew up between Woods Hole and East Falmouth.  For many years, after my parents split, we were poor.  We bought gas with change from the ashtray, thrift shop cloths were handed down, the dump provided furniture, and the food we had was precious. I was also a green card holder - an... Continue Reading →

COVID-19 • Pandemic Panic – Not Yet…

February 28, 2020 Watching the response to COVID-19 has been disappointing.  Having worked as the hospital emergency preparedness coordinator during the H1N1 pandemic and on a cruise ship during a flu outbreak, this response is not going great. Honest, concise information presented calmly and consistently is by far the best and cheapest weapon against pandemics.... Continue Reading →

Consent to be Cruel

July 2019 We continue to experiment on groups of children, without their consent, without the consent of their parents, and in full view of the public. Incarcerated, the border war children will not get an impartial ethics committee or an oversight board to demand humane medical treatment.  The architects of this experiment have sequestered the... Continue Reading →

Sarah Shot

May 2018 • She’s hiding in a closet in her school Chased there by a monstrous shooting ghoul How have us brave Boomers so miserably failed To prevent our children being so brutally assailed • Oh and the insult is so much worse, Her lead levels are life time curse Again and again, our horror... Continue Reading →

Work Shirt

March 01, 2019 “Emergency!” The 1970’s screen version of firefighter paramedics, excited both my stubbornly male nature and the empath inside. But the screen was blind to the details of smell and taste and my childhood table lacked nurses or paramedics to fill out that pallet.  I sat with scientist-farmers and doctors with PhD’s instead... Continue Reading →

Work Shirt

January 14, 2019 “Emergency!” The 1970’s screen version of firefighter paramedics, excited both my stubbornly male nature and the empath inside. But the screen was blind to the details of smell and taste and my childhood table lacked nurses or paramedics to fill out that pallet.  I sat with scientist-farmers and doctors with PhD’s instead... Continue Reading →

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