Miss Havisham, Jr.

I’ve fooled some people into thinking I’ve been handling widowhood marvelously. They haven’t seen my house or my book-keeping. This is how people become hermits. They are so overwhelmed with the pile-up of daily chores and duties that things just seem to fall into ruin, and they are embarrassed to invite anyone over. Preparing for…

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Amnesia

I thought of titling this “The Jewish Problem,” but then I thought better. There is no “Jewish Problem,” but there is a broadening chasm of a “Humanity Problem.” Evil always seeks out a scapegoat, a focus against which to draw together those who are confused, in want, and who lack a star to guide them…

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What Is Love?

Paul McCartney famously asked what’s wrong with silly love songs. The question is the answer. Love is the deepest form of necessary silliness in the human soul. Some of us have spent decades wool-gathering, trying to define it and its importance. I wish I could impart to my children the absolute volcano of emotion a…

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