brussel(s) sprouts...

march plods on...a holy weekend for so many...the pastel colors of easter float around me...but belgium...oh, belgium...images of fine chocolate vaporized in a media minute...again we watch...and look away...pray quietly to whatever higher spirit we seek in these moments...you cannot rationalize what is never rational...and you wish for just one moment that everyone would shut up and not try to further a professional or political agenda while the blood hasn't dried in subway stations and on terminal tiles...there is humility in the realization of how little we can control...and so in this little blog...i ask that if you celebrate this weekend...say a prayer for those around this globe who long to pray but cannot...and then say one for those lost in brussels who no longer can...and i will do the same next month with my loved ones at our passover table...then maybe...only for a moment...love will win

"he vould have an enormous schwanzschtucker"

it is march...the campaigns forge on...the republican field narrows...you can smell desperation through your tv screen or phone...because we now have come to this...i'll bet jeb (or as i call him "just enough brains") is glad he went home...carson too...and without frau fiorina on the stage the latest debate became a scene from "american pie...the younger years"...it is hard to fathom...and embarrassing...for whether or not this is your party...this is supposedly the same party that gave us reagan...dole...mccain...but now...it's the roar of the crowd...shouting...yelling...and, yes, the size of your dick...which is appropriate if you are watching at home...since we are the ones getting screwed...but truly...why not just do the right thing...present this as a wwe event...let's get ready to rumble..."teflon trump"..."robotic rubio"..."crafty cruz"...and "kill me so i can go home kasich"...fox should carry it...a nice lead in to idol...vote one off each week...hmm...then i thought about this...maybe we should go really old school...like the romans...lions and an arena...but being an animal lover i couldn't...after all...eating one of these guys...full of hot air and no substance...they would just give those lions gas...