• Sunday Essay #7: Reprise: Trump the Magic Dragon

    • Posted on Jan 14, 2018

    Can’t resist reposting this—one year ago today, on the occasion of the inauguration. Still worth singing, though still waiting for little Mikey Pencey to abandon Trump. 


    Herewith: my contribution to the inauguration. Thanks to Peter Yarrow for the original. For best effect, sing.

    Anyone wants to improve or add verses, go for it.

    Trump the Magic Dragon

    (Chorus) Trump the magic dragon, lived by the sea
    And frolicked with his toady friends in a tower for all to see
    Little Mikey Pencey loved that rascal Trump
    And gave him praise and flattery and other fancy stuff.

    1. Together they would travel on a yacht with billowed sail
    Mikey kept a lookout perched on Trump’s gigantic tail
    Diplomats and suckups would bow whene’er they came, 
    Russian ships would lower their flags when Trump roared out his name.

    2. Trump he lives forever, but not so little Veeps 
    Fakey wings and phony things make way for other creeps.
    One grey night it happened, Mikey Pencey came no more, 
    And Trump that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

    3. His hair was bent in sorrow, his toadies fell like rain 
    Trump no longer went to play in Washington again
    Without his straight-man Pencey, Trump could not be brave, 
    So Trump that mighty dragon finally went back to his cave.


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  • Reflections on Still Being Here

    • Posted on Jul 23, 2017

    Posted on Jul 23, 2017
    Here's this morning's Courier column--a bit more personal than I usually write, but seemed appropriate to my current state of mind, scattered as it is.  

    Last week I put my early old age behind me and moved into middle old age. 
     I turned 74.    

     Since wisdom has always been in short supply, and since elders are reputed to have access to it occasionally, I thought I’d share a few snippets, insights, and tidbits I’ve been pondering since reaching—uh—full maturity.

     Least to most crucial: 

    • Life is a race between obsolescence and retirement.  Keeping up with work-related technologies and new approaches was fun and challenging at first, then became routine, and finally just a chore.  I avoided Twitter, as should at least one other elder we know.  

    • Don’t underestimate sleep.  Most of us skimp on shuteye, using caffeine to wake up and dragging through the day wishing for more nap time.  When I miss out on sleep, I feel downright mean.   People easily mistake my sleep-deprived personality for a grumpy old man.  Normally I’m wide-awake and nice.  Mostly.   

    • Hydrate.  Here’s the single most important health advice we get. Humans’ bodies are mostly water, and we literally dry up quickly. Health issues from fatigue to cramps to headaches to constipation afflict dehydrated humans.  Drink up and I mean water only.  Boring but true.   

    • Many troubles from trivial to life-threatening are real but not true.  Fear of flying remains my best example.  For years flying terrified me, and I’d get off jets shaking with sweaty palms.  Crashing seemed real and imminent on every flight. I finally got over it, thanks to sheer repetition and a fearless wife. 

    • Replace religious with spiritual.  The great seers, saints, mystics, and seekers world-wide, from Jesus to Buddha to Mohammed to Confucius to Krishna, espoused personal transformations not tied to doctrines.  They were disruptors whose lives led followers to seek enlightenment and transcendence.  Rather than daily getting and spending, they understood life without religious rituals as a spiritual journey.  

    • Meditate.  It’s just common sense to quiet our drunken monkey minds.  It’s free, simple, and may add years to your life, not to mention calm to your days.    

    • Then there’s—sigh—death.  It’s the most feared event in life, at least in our youth-oriented happy-ending culture.  The older we get, the more we notice signs of the grim reaper on our trail, and avoid facing it at all costs.         The ancients certainly faced and explored it extensively, especially Tibetan Buddhists, whose “Book of the Dead” examines various stages of living, dying, and after death.                                                                                                                                               Who are we and what are we living and dying for?  Those are questions that deserve our clear-eyed attention.  There are remarkable answers, both from the ancients and from current “near-death experience” studies, which now are legion.                                                                                                                                            For a serious challenge check out Sogyal Rinpoche’s “The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying.”  It’s the most helpful and engaging explanation of death and dying I’ve found. Bardos here we come.                                                                                                                                                  

    Finally, as Leonard Cohen puts it, “When things get really bad, just raise your glass and stamp your feet and do a little jig. That's about all you can do.”
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