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Monthly Archives: May 2011

Waiting for Godoprah

Yesterday I had an amusing point/counterpoint experience. I saw Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot for the first time. Then I watched the last episode of Oprah. Seeing these two back to back is enough to give you whiplash. Nobody knows exactly what Waiting for Godot means, but everybody agrees it’s got something to do with […]

The Myth of Redemptive Violence

I guess I’m not the first to note that violence pervades our culture. Iraq, the streets of Cleveland, cop shows – everywhere you look, there’s killing. And somehow, those responsible for violence always find a way to justify it. “Thugs” deserve to die, as do neighbors who make too much noise, and so do other kids who […]

More on Dads

Yesterday was the 40th anniversary of my dad’s death. In his memory, I’m posting an essay I wrote years ago for Northern Ohio Live about him and his wheelchair. It’s also woven into my book Missing.                                             ********************************** My father’s wheelchair was big and heavy, like a fifties car, and had a red leather seat […]