I’m tired of ranting against Donald Trump, and you’re probably tired – quite understandably – of reading about him. So let’s talk about something much more pleasant: different scenarios, all possible but of varying degrees of probability, of how the world could end. Back in the early 70s and into the early 80s, I ran a kind of internal think-tank at Boeing that did highly classified work for the US Defense Department and for many of the defense ministries of the NATO countries. In the process, I got to know fairly well some people working in various disciplines who were employed by what those in “the Game” generically refer to as the “3-letter agencies,” including some work for one known facetiously as “Christians In Action”. Back then, there was an acronym in fashion: TEOTWAKI, st
OK … Time to 'fess up ... I admit it … I need a break … I’m tired of ranting about Donald Trump, the story of Frankenstein-as-Donald Trump, my Dad and D-Day as antitheses of Donald Trump, etc., etc., etc., etc. I suspect you are tired of hearing me rant, too. Understandable. I need a change of subject. Probably you do, too. So let’s change the subject and talk about something else, something pristinely apolitical and un-Trump-connected or even un-Trump-adjacent. An alternate rant, if you will.
So what shall we talk about?
I know! Let’s talk about burrowing garden hoses!
I was only 6 years old, living in Wichita, KS, and just starting the first grade in 1955, but despite being that young, I vividly remember reading stories in the newspaper about garden hoses simply burrowing in
I've been pondering inspiration and creativity on my other blog, and this picture is what my brain feels like when an idea comes to me. It's something I wish I could feel all the time, but most people aren't in a constant state of inspiration.
Wouldn't the world be a wonderful place if people were in a constant or near-constant state of inspiration? Sparks would fly everywhere. You could SEE ideas as they develop. You could SEE change as it happens. It's the kind of world I wish I lived in. I hope whatever the afterlife holds for me, I hope it has an area that is full of inspiration! I long for such a place!
Let's look for those kinds of fireworks in our everyday lives! They must be there, just waiting to happen. Just waiting to inspire someone to come up with an idea to make our wo