The recent spate of books on the brain and its power, or lack thereof, are slowly undermining my confidence in my ability to think, reason, and decide. And not just because I’m in my sixties. And, since these flaws in… Read More ›
Irony
Coming of Medicare Age
One of the signal events of my summer was the arrival of my Medicare card. It was easy to request, and arrived in a timely fashion, but the psychological impact was enormous. The card says “You’re a geezer.” Not literally,… Read More ›
Existential deck chairs
“It’s like rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic.” I think about this phrase a lot; it is both humorously ironic and darkly profound. It’s all about the innocent focusing on the trivial when doom is in store. Of course… Read More ›
Now we are Sixty 