I had never thought much about physical disabilities until the autumn of 2012, when an airplane flight from Hell from Wichita, KS, to Denver – long horror story ... please don't ask! -- squeezed me into a last-row seat of a tiny Embraer jet aircraft for four hours, resulting in a severely compressed sciatic nerve that basically crippled me for several months. At first, the pain was so intense that I thought I would die, then later on, the pain was so intense I was afraid I would not. (My wife and I slept in our first-floor guest suite for some period of time.) Gradually, thanks mainly to the intervention of an excellent chiropractor, I incrementally, over a period of about four months, recovered to the point that, instead of walking half the length of my driveway, I can now walk perh
Ever since my very first exposure to it in 1979 as part of a Smithsonian Institution art-history seminar, one of my favorite art venues in Washington, DC, has been the venerable Phillips Collection, a few blocks east and perhaps a block south of the DuPont Circle DC Metro stop.
The Phillips Collection
There are many reasons for my respect and enthusiasm for “the Phillips,” but certainly one of the most salient reasons for my “evangelical” work on behalf of the Collection is that the Phillips houses Pierre Auguste Renoir’s great Luncheon of the Boating Party (hereafter Luncheon). (I refuse to call it, as some critics do, Boatman’s Lunch. Computers are expensive and I would rather not throw up on mine.) Aside from the sheer beauty of the painting itself, I enjoy watching others’
I urgently recommend that, in addition to reading today's "Skeptic's Collection" column, you also watch the 14 January 2018 episode of Madame Secretary ("Sound and Fury").
I am neither a psychologist nor a psychiatrist nor any other type of mental-health professional. Consequently, I am unqualified to pronounce a clinical judgment on the mental health of President Donald Trump. My layman’s assessment – based on Bob Dylan’s “weatherman rule”: “You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows” – is that Trump, at best, has some grave challenges, both emotional and cognitive, when dealing with stress, criticism, and adversity. (For the record, I also take exception to this morning's [11 January] New York Times editorial alleging that Trump's mental state is irrelevant. Mat