Category: censored opinions
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Everything Is Stripped These Days
Peeled away to the bare core. Everything is inside and shrunken. All I see and hear and think is only what I touch. And taste has nothing to do with any of it. I’m tasteless. What I mean is, I’m not ill but still this virus has me in its grip. The world…
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A Matter of Imaginary Space
I was asleep the very first time I crossed an international border. Sometime between the thirteen hours of existing in a plane, I had gone past the Atlantic Ocean and into Europe, landing in France on a foggy and uncertain morning. I was rushed out of an airplane into the sterile no-land of…
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Our Work Here Is Done
Not long ago, I went shoe shopping with our daughter Katherine. It was a spontaneous outing, which is unusual for me because I am no longer a spontaneous man. I don’t shuffle my playlist, I don’t keep golf clubs in my trunk, and I don’t cross roads without a walk signal. I plan for…
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Truly Julie
One night in late January, I was sitting on the shaggy carpet in my room, leaned against the white paneled wall. I held my journal in my lap and was waiting for a reason to write in it. My two pet rats were peering out from their steel cage in the corner, hanging…
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Modern Domestic Relations Civil Debt in the United States, Human Rights Considerations
I. Introduction. The evolution and development of modern domestic relations civil debt[1] collections in the United States have become a serious threat to individual human rights over the last 50 years. The civil debt collections laws and mechanisms have the capacity to seriously and personally affect individuals in a manner which is mutually inconsistent human…
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A DIY Project
I pulled into the dark lot and parked along the brick wall of the once abandoned building that I now know as The Woolen Mills. On previous occasions, I had come to The Woolen Mills listening room for a few DIY shows. Do-it-yourself (DIY) shows are musical events that take place in spaces that are…
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Theo-Poetics – A Theory of the Divine
“Words are flying out like Endless rain into a paper cupThey slither while they passThey slip away across the universePools of sorrow waves of joyare drifting through my open mindPossessing and caressing me.” The Beatles Poetry is that song that lingers in our mind, that earworm that bores into your mundane thoughts. It is…
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The Misconception of Machiavelli
People fear Niccolò Machiavelli, but few love him. Consequently, the term ‘Machiavellian’ describes an individual who callously disregards morality on his quest to amass immense power. Immediately after publication, those who dared read his delightfully wicked masterpiece, The Prince, feared it would pervert the minds and morals of those in power. The vilest members of…
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A Common Problem With the “I-Me” Thing
This writer is not really Johan Sigg so much as it is an entity positioned at a curious angle looking in on a man whom other people call Johan Sigg. “I” am certainly controlling that body called Johan but “I” am not Johan. “I” am not quite sure what “I” mean to say when I…
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Baseballs and CoVid
Weston Philips was a collector by nature. He didn’t realize it until today, but it seemed to have been a constant for most of his life. There was the boyhood coin collection, the football game programs, and then, one that was ongoing, the baseball scorecards, beginning with the Braves against the Phillies in 1971 and…
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The Theological Imperative at Root in the Culture of Black Lives Matter
Air is a ubiquitous substance. Walking around a house, running through a park, or sitting outside air billows through our lungs without notice or cause. This air, however, has been slowly heating up. Like a lobster before dinner, the soft simmer has become a deadly boil. Coronavirus has choked the lungs of over 13,000 Americans.…
