A pet that hibernates makes winter vacationing a snap. No boarding needed, no guilt, as with a dog, over separation anxiety. Awake or sleeping, bored or engaged, disgruntled or delighted, Mycroft abides. Continue reading
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A New Post on Matters of Conscience
A New Post on Matters of Conscience
Dear Blogging Followers and Friends,
I’ve posted an essay entitled “Watch Your Language: Words Matter Under Authoritarian Rule” on my Matters of Conscience blog. As you may remember, I created this blog some years ago to share thoughts that I felt would be irresponsible to withhold. The past ten years have been wounding for our country. In my opinion, citizens should do whatever they can to preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States of America. My platform is minuscule, but I place it at the nation’s service.
As you also know, I have this blog, A Napper’s Companion, for pieces that don’t typically raise readers’ blood pressure. Even so, I simply announce here material on Matters of Conscience that is valuable. It’s a bit long but I hope worthwhile.
Please be well, friends,
John Coleman
Announcing a Post on Matters of Conscience
So, are you prepared to arrive at your polling places in November surrounded by pissed off masked men with weapons drawn? Continue reading
HOW REALITY WORKS: AVOCADOS AND DONALD TRUMP
Dear Fellow Nappers, For some time now I’ve tried to keep A Napper’s Companion clear of controversy. The trouble is, our American system of government is in peril. As a writer I feel obligated to share ideas that may be … Continue reading
A Post on Matters of Conscience: America’s Design Problem
Dear Blog Followers: If you enjoy A Napper’s Companion and are interested in my views on politics and society, I invite you to visit my other blog, Matters of Conscience. And if you appreciate what you read there, please consider … Continue reading
Elegy for Cursive
If only folks would pay as much attention to what they say and how they say it—whatever the medium—as yesteryear’s kids did mastering the stubborn capital “G” or lowercase “z,” how much better off humanity would be. Continue reading
A Post on My Matters of Conscience Blog
What I have to say is important enough that I’ll share on my “non-political” blog.
Oniontown Pastoral: Anything You Want
The truth about songs of your youth is they raise your heart’s curtain. They do mine, anyway. Time punches the accelerator; neither you nor I can slow it down. My thumping ventricles make me dream of being saxxy, but my veins are in their seventh decade of service and feel each season peeling out into the next. Continue reading
Oniontown Pastoral: Holding My Wife During the Evening News
Far more than decent, the day verged on merry. Kathy and I safely traversed the afternoon, walked foxhound Sherlock Holmes, and settled in for ABC’s World News Tonight with David Muir. That last step was a mistake. Continue reading
A Letter to My Grandsons’ Mother
Hardly anything is simple anymore. Children’s car seats now have expiration dates. Tiny screens are here to stay, but they anesthetize little brains. How long is too long? And, panning the camera for a global look, our climate is, like parents right now, under duress. Continue reading
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