Daily Blues & Views

I awake with a simple thought,      sometimes laughing or silently singing, an advertising slogan, a punchline, or something said      decades ago. This condition has accompanied me through the pandemic,      there is no reason to smile or giggle so freely, yet I persist, momentarily unconscious that the universe is out of synch. There is no baseball,      there are no restaurants fully functioning, we wear masks, over the ones that everybody wears,      the Triple Crown is in semi-reverse order, the first Saturday in May is now in September,   The President is mentally ill,      his condition has infected thousands that are counted in the millions, there is no football,      we can no longer take orders, we take knees,      even if too many have heads inside poisonous clouds, there is no basketball,      in the grocery stor...

We are in the middle of another awakening on race relations.  There are town halls "on race" and everything from public service announcements to panel discussions.  This happens from time to time.  Yet, this time it feels different.  Maybe it is because those marching in the streets are a more diverse group than ever.  But still, the term race is used freely, with barely a mention that it is, in fact, a bogus concept.  That's right, it is a lie, a human construct, that, in reality, does not exist. I think it might be useful to but an anthropologist or a geneticist on one of these panels or programs to remind or reveal to those watching and speaking that there is little genetic difference between what most cling to as a race.  It's hard to believe that the archaic notion of different races still persists.  Some of the pseudo-scientists of the past, especially those who wrote books or espoused their own debunked theories are still cited by those wh...