Wild West

My sisters' litigator produced the documents three days early! Come on! You have got to be kidding me! No way! I can only imagine this manifests a regional difference in legal culture. In the Nation's Capital NO litigator produces the documents until the last possible moment. Honestly. This is how it goes down, Friday night … Continue reading Wild West

Hoppy Weekend from my buddy Bunjamin Franklin

My fiance is part-Pacific Islander, and he never ceases to amaze me-- above and beyond wabbitsnkeets in supporting me through the tides of life. But he doesn't hop on the bed whenever I am home and demand attention like Bunjamin Franklin does-- first thing in the morning and as soon as I put my feet … Continue reading Hoppy Weekend from my buddy Bunjamin Franklin

Challenged

The words don't come easily. The press misrepresents PTSD. Yes, most likely, injection of the acronym PTSD immediately reduces a reader's opinion of my credibility. Yes, some stimuli that evoke nothing in others may trigger a flashback, a distracting backscape of the mind. A flashback typically does not engulf a person. Instead, it distracts, it … Continue reading Challenged

When property law reinforces sexist tradition

Years ago, my parents executed mirror-image Final Wills and Testaments, each page initialed, each instrument fully and appropriately executed according to law. The wills though separate ensure the identical results regardless of who predeceased whom. The wills' mutual design preserves accumulated capital for natural born heirs, a conceit of our eighteenth-century male-dominated heritage . As … Continue reading When property law reinforces sexist tradition

Gnothi Seauton

Summers, escaping the heat of our somewhat Southern city, I descended to the dim, parquet-floored family room of our suburban split-level. The cool air settled there. Beneath the chandelier Dad and I designed, perched on a stool at the squat teak and marble Chinese coffee table, I wandered page by page through the Unabridged Webster's … Continue reading Gnothi Seauton

Perspectives on perception

Forgive me, my friends-- creative folk make allegory chatting with Muses of yore. So, I too tonight, sheltering beneath their cloaks -- wishing this task less ugly, distasteful -- pay heed to the tunes Dreamweaver Muses intone. Fiction and poetry-- like Islam's shadow theater, sole allowed dramatic form, where the play of shadow and flickering … Continue reading Perspectives on perception