Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
You know I appreciate all the wonderful, amazing things the world has to offer, but today, I’m feeling deep concern over the state of the country where I was born. Collectively, we have lost our way. This straying from the path of kindness and compassion is endemic, although it seems to be prompted by disparate … Continue reading All that you have is your soul
While I was at work Saturday night, I overheard a woman of perhaps the same age as the current century, talking about how the hospitality business where she works was impacted (positively) by the “political thing” downtown. Yes, “political thing” is a direct quote. She seemed completely clueless about what the protest was about, and … Continue reading The lady doth protest too much
Saturday, April 5th is looming large on my calendar - and hopefully yours as well. In my mind, tomorrow is the day when rational, peacefully empathetic people are going to communicate their absolute refusal to live in the country that Donald Trump is trying to turn the U.S. into. That country, one where oligarchs receive … Continue reading Protesting (&) solitary confinement
How are you doing? How close are you to feeling great? As for me, I feel as if I am perpetually in a state of high anxiety. I can’t seem to focus my thoughts or attention on a single thing because I am being constantly assaulted by news articles relating the most recent ridiculous, incompetent or offensive action … Continue reading Sending a Signal
If you are not deeply concerned about the direction this country is heading in at breakneck speed, skip this post and make yourself aware of what is happening. I’ll give you some key words to search, ok? Mahmoud Khalil Federal Education Department Social Security Ukraine Greenland Canada Illegal protests on campuses Transgender citizens Tax cuts … Continue reading Sending a message
I was mostly successful in my endeavor to ignore the ceremonial changing of the guard, from well intentioned feeble to malovent tyranny, this past Monday. Rather than subject myself to the crowning of the naked emperor, I opted to nest at home with warm soup and baskets of clean laundry to fold. It was a … Continue reading Read ‘em and weep
I awoke thinking about the two children who had died after falling in Washington Park’s lake. It’s impossible to know what the boy had been thinking when he ventured onto ice which was nowhere near strong enough to hold his weight. Did he know he was taking a risk? Was he perhaps laughing with nerves … Continue reading Frozen in time
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