Hubris
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Christening Amongst The Unorthodox Orthodox (Best of Hubris)
“Not long ago, we went to a christening in a sweet little church just outside Athens. The ceremony unfolded the way it’s meant to: the priest was benignly pious, the baby howled when…
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Stargazing (& Shopping for Shoes) with My Mother (Best of Hubris)
“That is how I remember us, styling away, off to where Miss Nightingale, clad in her long, dark woolen skirts—(it was always after Labor Day that I saw her)—and twin sets, brandished her…
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Beached (Best of Hubris)
“My people are dying,” said the whale. “Our only salvation lies in becoming land animals again. Each time the dolphins and we beach ourselves, we get a little farther inland. I’ve gone past…
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Had Enough, Yet? (Best of Hubris)
“[The administration] is characterized by powerful and continuing expressions of nationalism, identification of enemies as a unifying cause, obsession with militaristic national security and military supremacy, interlinking of religion and the ruling elite,…
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Dear Vassili . . . (Best of Hubris)
“Throughout the land, Democrats and Independents alike await (like Godot) the reappearance of Special Counsel Robert Swan ‘Bob’ Mueller III, who, we pray (to no one in particular) will come forth, sooner rather…
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Fire In the Belly (Best Of Hubris)
“I tried to get her to talk a little about her past . . . although I swore I would never ask about any of the famous names linked to hers over the…
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Musings on Knots & Not(s)
“The Not(s) in the knots speak to me about the less obvious restrictions in everyday life and culture; the dichotomy, the contrast I personally experienced and still do at times. They express boundaries,…
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The Grapes of Grace: Matthew 21: 33-46
“Like the tenants in the vineyard, both Maggie and Jared and, in all honesty, many other members of that congregation, thought that the church belonged to them. Many new people were joining and, yes, some…
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The Poetry of Ed Madden
“My granddad gathered up all the small farms in his hand, shook them like a fistful of change, their histories reduced to names: Brownlee, Stitt, Coon Island, Grady. I grew up near Oil…