I don’t like being lied to. I mean, really who does? Whether it’s alternative facts, lies of omission, intentional deception, falsehoods or white lies being fed untruths makes me sick to my stomach. In light of what is happening in our country right now, it seems appropriate to drop these (edited to minimize redundancy) lyrics … Continue reading Gimme Some Truth
Category: Rant
My home is not broken
I attended a meeting recently and was struck to hear a colleague describe a student's home as being "broken." Of course, my reaction is personal and I'm probably just being hypersensitive, but it really bothered me, particularly since it was offered as an explanation for all of a particular child's academic, social and personal issues. … Continue reading My home is not broken
Taking my guests for a ride – cab service in Albany
Tuesday night we had a number of diners who were decompressing after Day 1 of the NYS Bar exam. It's always interesting to meet and talk with young attorneys from literally around the world who are seeking credentials to practice in my home state. A table of six the other night really stood out in … Continue reading Taking my guests for a ride – cab service in Albany
Where the streets have no names, I mean, rules
“Cycling has encountered more enemies than any other form of exercise.” 19th-century author Louis Baudry de Sagnier Now that summer has arrived, I've been riding my bicycle to the restaurant a couple of nights a week. I love so much about my less-than-two-mile commute - the fresh air, the exercise, the view, … Continue reading Where the streets have no names, I mean, rules
Hatred & Heroes
Monday night I attended a vigil at the NYS Capitol sponsored by the Capital Pride Center. The event, to honor the victims of Saturday night’s massacre in Orlando (not to be confused with previous massacres we’ve witnessed) was organized in the afterglow of Albany’s Pride celebration. How’s that for tragic irony, people? I gathered with a … Continue reading Hatred & Heroes
Was it your child this time?
Or maybe it was your brother or father or lover? Was someone you love murdered for their desire to dance and enjoy a Saturday night out? Not this time? Lucky you. But how about all of those families who will never again see or touch someone who just may have meant the world to them? … Continue reading Was it your child this time?
Politics and punishment – Hillary Clinton and Brock Turner
It’s been a pretty sobering week for me – and I own a wine bar. Watching Hillary Clinton march forward to claim the Democratic nomination has been difficult. Sorry, but I don’t like the idea of her being president. I don’t doubt her intelligence or experience, but her priorities will never be mine and I … Continue reading Politics and punishment – Hillary Clinton and Brock Turner
