Yom HaShoah, Holocaust remembrance day…it is a day etched in my psyche. The holocaust is an ever-lingering shadow. A remembrance that some terrible force came to power and sought to annihilate my ancestors and their culture.
I had an insular upbringing, raised to believe that the atrocities perpetuated were unique to my kith and kin. Jewish history is the history of oppression that ultimately finds its way to redemption.
Somewhat militant in retrospect, cultural heroes have always included Joshua, the conquering tribes of Israel, and more recently Meir, Ben Gurion, and Dayan.
Only when I left my protective cocoon did…
There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance
A host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance
A planet of playthings
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
The stars aren’t aligned
Or the gods are malign
Blame is better to give than receive
You can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose free will
Black lives matter. So do white ones, yellow ones, red ones, and rainbow ones.
The real question is how much do they matter. This question is best answered by civil suits that follow criminal cases.
Let’s review the very public criminal and civil cases involving OJ Simpson. Mr. Simpson was accused of murdering Nicole Simpson and Ron Goldman. At 10:07 a.m. on Tuesday, October 3, 1995, Simpson was acquitted on both counts of murder.
The families of the victims then followed up with civil suits. Namely a wrongful death suit and and “survivor suit.”
The jury in the civil suits…
Spring fever is upon us. In most of the country, the snow is gone and the robins are on the hunt for worms. By now, baseball season should be getting into full swing (bad dad pun).
This year, life has thrown everyone a curveball of epic proportions and so we must figure out how to make the best of our new situation.
I have taken up the noble pursuit of the pennant chase in a game I downloaded on to my phone in a moment of weakness, and now I can’t seem to put it down.
One or two short…
Some folks will tell you that it started with the chickens, they say it was in the feed, was un-natural for them to eat their own kin. Some figure that’s how come they got the H1N1 that they had to cull out of the stocks.
Other folks will tell you it came on account of the mad cows and the prions stuck up in their brains.
Still another faction insists it was the swine flu that did us all in.
There are some that say it came from rats and bats ‘cus there was nothin’ left to eat. …
They told us not to go outside. That it wasn’t safe.
It wasn’t and it hadn’t been for the last 6 months. After the shutdown, Chaos reigned. Without fear of the law, people began to take advantage, where they could. At first, it was petty theft, some cigarettes or a few drinks from the local store. Emboldened, this soon gave way to muggings, and not too long after the break-ins began.
They didn’t want us to know. They didn’t want us to hear the scratching. The mass graves had been proposed as a better solution than cremation. Cremation took far…
The first question you should be asking yourself is why bother measuring anything at all?
Peter Drucker, the father of modern management, provides the eloquent and sage answer, “If you can’t measure it, you can’t improve it.”
Even if you are happy with the status quo, the only way to determine whether you are maintaining your current level is to measure. Only then can a closed data set can be compared to external data to yield relative and absolute answers to queries.
Establishing S.M.A.R.T. goals (Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Relevant, and Time Bound) is an exercise most people have been taught…
…for what is creativity but the discovery of new data points found within a pre-existing pattern or framework