A dear friend of mine took a not so flattering photo of me at an event we both attended last fall, and posted it to Facebook, “tagging” me in it. Now I should be angry with her but I am not, and here’s why. I think she suffers from the Lylas Syndrome, and that is [...]
The Panic Button
Growing up during the Cold War, I was ever mindful that at any time, our President could authorize someone to press a red button somewhere and effectively start Armageddon. Not that it was a constant worry, but it was there, looming, in the back of my “panic brain”, that there were maybe only a few [...]



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