I try to publish an e-mail newsletter regularly as a means of sharing and discussing current events with friends and colleagues. I haven’t published one lately because I haven’t known where to begin. As soon as I decide to write about one travesty occurring in our world, an even greater one seems to rear its ugly head. Viral pandemic. Economic collapse. Police brutality. Climate destruction. Racial subjugation. Military misapplication. Voter suppression. Tribal politics. Failing alliances. Following the rate of real and potential disasters is like drinking from a fire hose – it’s just too much.
Well, I finally did it. All it took was a coronavirus pandemic spawning a global stay-at-home movement, but I did it. I finally read the David Foster Wallace novel Infinite Jest. It was a worthwhile experience.
I don’t attend a lot of funerals, but when I do, I’m often struck by the same thing: even if I’ve known the departed for a long time, I’m amazed by the amount of new information I gain from the obituary. And when I receive this new information, a lot of what I have experienced with the person suddenly falls into place, and I find myself wishing that we’d had deeper conversations while they were alive. “I wish I had known…”
When I heard last week that my friend Brenda Perryman was hospitalized with the Coronavirus, I was concerned, but not fearful. Unfortunately, last night Brenda succumbed to the Coronavirus.
Yesterday, as I was walking through town reflecting on the movie “The Green Book,” I remembered an article I wrote back in 2003 that recalled one of my own experiences with travel in the racially segregated South.
This summer, while on vacation in Europe, I received some bad news from my friend and U-M classmate Earl Howard. Earl told me that a dear classmate of ours, Les McDermott, had died. The thing is, he hadn’t died within the past few days, he’d left this earth months earlier, in April. After hearing the […]
Friday, July 21 was a pretty cool day in Detroit. For the first time ever, I and the two co-founders of Telecom Analysis Systems, Steve Moore and Charles Simmons, got together to discuss our experience. Steve traveled to Detroit from his home in North Carolina, and Charles came out from New Jersey, which is where […]
I HATE failure with a passion, but I must admit that I have experienced it. In fact, you could say that failure is a necessary evil on the road to success. So when Model D asked me to recount one of my most painful failures, I just had to share. I hope you find my […]
In Part 1, I explained that my daughter Nadiyah and I were going to power up my very first personal computer, a machine that I built from a kit way back in 1983. It hasn’t been turned on since the late eighties, so the object of our little lab session is to answer the question: […]
As a young person coming of age in the 1960s, I learned a smattering of black history in school. We studied, however briefly, black icons like Frederick Douglass, Booker T. Washington, Harriet Tubman, and George Washington Carver. Though clearly important, these people often seemed frozen in amber, because my contemporaries and I were witnessing new […]