Toxic masculinity is not just front page news these days, its the top topic on the front page. Masculinity rests on real biological differences between the genders, but how those differences turn into norms of “being a man” is shaped heavily by history and culture. Most researchers see it as an interaction, not either/or. The biological roots of it lie in hormones. Prenatal and pubertal testosterone shape body size, muscle mass, and some behavioral tendencies.…
One day in 2015, when Kim and I had moved to Staten Island so I could pursue my crazy vision of building the world’s largest observation wheel on New York Harbor (why does that sound so idiotic today when it made total sense at the time?), I heard her conversing with someone out on our patio. The patio overlooked the parking lot for the half dozen orange ferries that plied the waters from there to…
When I receive my monthly National Geographic magazine, I usually put it on my side table next to my spot on the living room sofa. The great thing about NatGeo is that the articles in it are mostly timeless and can be read whenever the spirit moves you. Besides being timeless, most of those articles are also entirely optional in that there is nothing about them that is mandatory reading. They are often fascinating and…
My youngest son, Tom has just finished writing a book. I’m not surprised that he’s a writer because he tends towards the creative end of the spectrum with his primary medium being video and photography. I was also aware that he dabbled in writing. When he told me he was finishing up a book and that he wanted me to read it, I found that mildly amusing and thought it would be a typical first…
Piety is devotion and reverence, most often toward God or religious practice, shown through worship, prayer, and faithful observance. The word comes from the Latin pietas. For the Romans it meant more than religion: it was dutiful loyalty to the gods, to one’s family (especially parents), and to one’s country. Virgil’s “pious Aeneas” is the classic example. That older sense survives in phrases like “filial piety,” meaning devotion to one’s parents. The word can also…
This morning we docked for several hours in Kinderdijk, south of Amsterdam and just east of Rotterdam. Kinderdijk is one of the real low-lying spots of Holland and is supposedly where the young man of fables, Hans Brinker, stuck his finger in the dyke to keep it from failing. What’s interesting is that these ancient clay levies they call dykes are not the sort of structures like concrete dams that could or do spring leaks…
In 1967 a movie called To Sir, With Love starring Sidney Poitier came out. Poitier played Mark Thackeray, an unemployed engineer who takes a teaching job at a tough secondary school in the East End of London while he’s otherwise out job hunting. He’s assigned a class of rowdy, disrespectful working-class teenagers nearing the end of their schooling, who’ve run off previous teachers. Rather than sticking to the standard curriculum, Thackeray, who was classically well-educated,…
Every once in a while I find it necessary to write a story about Kim. Sometimes she does something extraordinary that is worthy of a post. Other times its about my deep appreciation about some act of kindness I see her undertake. And then there are times which I will characterize as “down times” when I am just siting there with her by my side and I find myself thanking the Universe and Gary Kremen,…
The older I get and the more into retirement I delve, the more I find myself wondering about the value of memories. We are generally raised to believe that keeping memories is a good thing. It’s a pretty deep cultural assumption. Photos, journals, archives, “never forget,” nostalgia as a positive emotion. The whole apparatus of human development treats memory as inherently valuable, and forgetting as loss or failure (dementia, “senior moments,” a fading photograph). But…
It’s Monday morning and we’ve just completed a weekend that was mostly in the high 90s. I see that yesterday topped out at 98, but I think I saw 105 on the truck thermometer at one point in my travels. The good news is that it didn’t put a damper on our fiesta on Saturday evening. We had a marvelous time, as did most of the attendees from what we have heard. Everyone got into…