The City that Never Sleeps went a Week without a Murder, but What is up with That Handbag Fetus? Here is this week’s wackiness.


It has been a bit of an odd week. Government officials were acting bratty while the populace held back its murderous impulses.  However, there were some wacked out thoughts put out there.   Weiner in an interview noted that he was without a soul. Such a declaration, while appearing true to many, took many by surprise in how sad it was.  Other new s had us wondering what secrets our past held and what the future would bring. Here is hoping to a brighter week ahead.


1. New York City: Went a week without a murder. It’s the second week this year the city’s been murder-less. In January, during a cold spell, the city went nine days without a murder. Can this now put to rest those stereotypes about New York City being so dangerous.

2. Teenaged Victoria Secret Shoplifter. Well, so much for New York City not…

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Smile and your soul will be kind


I cannot promise others will smile in return
But I can promise you will feel a joyous burn

For it will be your armor against the venom darts
That the embittered will wrongly aim at your heart

For in the darkest, stormiest hour
You will be empowered

Even when ugly thoughts race through your mind
Your soul will be kind

Its ok to do, even in New York
For you shall not be ignored ever more

For your dimpled cheeks and rumpled nose
Shine a bright light onto any old crow

For I will always smile with you
My little boy true


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But your her mother..

Breaking the cycle is what we are supposed to be doing not following the cycle.. Being a parent doesn’t come with a hand book when we have kids.. We tend to do what comes natural to us.. We also tend to forget children only learn what they are taught.. Being a mother your supposed to guide and nurture your kids. I guess I just dont understand how some people in this world can be so cruel, vindictive, evil, selfish etc…and with no remorse what so ever.. I’ve grown up with a mother that no words can describe. But I’m thankful she has shown me everything I do and don’t want to be in my life.. Because I am her daughter..

Why we do the things we do..

Why is it that we will sacrifice our happiness for the people we choose to have in our lives?? Why is it that we will keep trying and trying even though every time your right back where you started from ( 10 yrs later) still trying to fix something that was damaged not just broken.. Broken things can be fixed but when it’s damaged you can’t fix it. Specially when it’s only you trying to fix the damaged pieces at least the ones you broke.. Really when it comes down to it they’re choices.. Right!!

I remember when this was all fields

Wait until next year

Computer-generated images of man on phone, talking, at desk

Jonathan Franzen is telling us what he thinks is wrong with the modern world. Rebecca Solnit sees the changes to our world post-internet as profound and troubling. These are two recent examples of the personal essay as a wail against life today, particularly life with technology, the internet, etc. Both these articles, at least to some extent, look back to supposedly halcyon days and see technology etc as the destroyers of an idyllic past.

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The psychology of angry workplace staff: it’s like an old school tennis match


When you walk the streets of New York you should avoid eye contact with all people. Avoid eye contact with the crazies, the self-talkers, and even the handsome model types for those will turn on you faster than women can line up for a Prada sample sale or they can rush into a Filene’s Basement running of the brides sale. There are a lot of angry people walking the streets of New York. Mind you it is not that there are more angry people in New York. Did you see the study that said the happiest tweets come from Times Square in New York City? I am absolutely convinced that there are angrier populations throughout the United States such as Longview, Texas or Rockford, Illinois.  Even our politicians pay heed to the anger. Congressman, Bernie Sanders made headline news last year, when he stated that the American people are…

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Why study history?

Sharing History

I have always been interested in American History. As a kid, I loved reading stories about the past, visiting museums, and imagining what it must have been like to live in different times and places. In college, I thought I’d major in history because I’d be able to go on field trips, maybe dig up a few artifacts, read through dusty tomes in archives, and maybe even do some reenacting. I spun that inherent interest in to a successful undergrad career and yet, I never knew that history was my calling until I started reading about public history. Books like Michael Frisch’s A Shared Authority, David Thelen and Roy Rosenzweig’s Presence of the Past, and courses in museum practice made it clear to me that there was more to history as a profession than pursuing one’s interest in history to its own end.

Rather, to study and talk about…

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Waiting to Exhale

letters from nairobi


Six months ago, Kenya was prepared for violence.

All across the country, from the savannas of the Rift Valley to the sea-drenched sands of the coast, people were bracing themselves for the possibility of bloodshed following a tense and highly disputed presidential election. Four and a half years earlier, post-election violence left more than a thousand corpses in its wake and hundreds of thousands of families homeless, many of whom still reside in ‘temporary’ resettlement tents that dot the countryside.

In the days leading up to the election, cupboards were stocked, barrels of drinking water tucked away, and emergency supplies inventoried. Countless foreigners and expatriates fled to neighboring countries as a cautionary measure at the same time that international journalists and election observers flooded in. There was a palpable collective inhale of breath as votes were counted, re-counted, and re-counted again. For days, the capital city came to a standstill…

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Blogging and “The Accident of Touching”

Deborah J. Brasket

The_Creation_Michelangelo“The accident of touching / is so rare! Sometimes / I pause my hand on purpose / and hope to find yours there.”

These are the last lines of a poem I wrote long ago.

But I realize now that’s what this blog is all about, a way of “pausing my hand on purpose,” and hoping to find you there.

It’s all about touching, isn’t it? Touching others with our lives, our insights and understanding, our memories and dreams, our poetry and art. Blogging meets this basic human need—to touch others and be touched in return.

Peter_Paul_Rubens_105_1We’ve all heard how physical touching is essential to human health and happiness. They say people can shrivel up and die for want of being touched or having someone to touch. A simple pat on the shoulder, a hug, a hand squeeze can make all the difference. Merely having a pet, they say, saves lives.

But there’s a basic…

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