The first Mother’s Day was in 1870. But it was conceived by Julia Ward Howe as… Mothers’ Day for Peace This is from Peace Alliance: “Julia Ward Howe was a prominent American abolitionist, feminist, poet, and the author of “The Battle Hymn of the Republic.” She nursed and tended the…

On April 4th, two wonderful things happened. The first wonderful thing: The Rule of Law was Exercised. To quote our Nobel Prize-winning poet, Bob Dylan: “Something is happening But you don’t know what it is. Do you, Mr. Jones?” The second wonderful thing: The FEAR of the Rule of Law…

When I wrote my article about that disgusting misogynist “Karens In the Wild” Coloring Book,” I decided not to include my immediate response while I was in the store. I wanted the focus to be on the book, not me. …

Yesterday was lovely, as you can see. But this poor little bird hasn’t had an easy time since I last wrote. Last week on Tuesday, we had a major storm. As things seem to go lately, this major storm was more major than previous major storms. It was extremely major…

I sleep and work in my studio, which I reach by going out my back door and down a half of flight of stairs to the backyard. See the photo right. As you can see, there is a small tree right across from my studio door. It’s a fuchsia tree…

On the 20th anniversary of our country’s invasion of Iraq, I’m reading lots of pundits cudgeling their brains about why the hell we committed this insane war crime. …

When did the name “Karen” become a meme for an entitled, racist White woman? It’s not clear, but this “Oh, she’s a Karen” business was always about hating women, specifically White women, and telling them to keep quiet. Calling women “Karens” is a way to blame racism on White women…

Many people are speaking out about NOT watching the video of Tyre Nichols being beaten by the Memphis police. In an Op-Ed piece in the San Francisco Chronicle titled “ Why you absolutely should not watch the Tyre Nichols Police killing video,” journalist Julie Scelfo writes: “The artist Questlove, responding…

My mother came into her beauty again in her nineties. We had a big party at a restaurant for her ninetieth birthday. When Mom lifted her glass for a toast, she looked up at the sky, waved her arm and said to my father in Heaven, “I made it, Babe!” …