Pithy Sayings and Homilies

 

Homilies

 

No one gets out this world alive, so maintain a reasonable sense of values,

Growing older is for those who live a long time.

Living a long time makes you older and wrinkled but not often smarter and wiser.

Good health is everyone’s major source of wealth; without it, happiness is very difficult, so take care of yourself,

Angry, abrasive people are often vengeful; try to avoid them,

Zealots are generally humor less; it’s a one way conversation,

No one ever learns much by talking, so listen more and talk less,

Listen quietly to experts, but then chart your own path,

Wise men don’t need it and fools won’t heed it; be wary of giving or accepting advice,

Sometime in life most of us will be all of the above, so be tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and the wrong.

A lynch mob operates by finding a victim for a problem. And it’s really satisfying if the cause can be someone rich and powerful so the mob can work off their envy and also take the intoxicating drug called anger. Anger organizes our emotions, lines them up, removes ambiguity and makes us feels good (for a while).

So the mob goes after someone to lynch, even if that person is innocent. After all, as the immortal Bob Dylan sang long ago, “A lot of people have knives and forks, but they don’t have anything on their plates, and they have to cut something.”

 

 

Pithy sayings

 

“When the facts change, I change my mind. What do you do sir?” —Keynes when challenged with an inconsistency

“Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but not their own facts”,

“The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves and wiser people so full of doubt”—Bertrand Russell

Litigation—“A machine you go into as a pig and come out as a sausage”—Ambrose Bierce

“Tyranny is always better organized than freedom”—Charles Peguy

“When liberty destroys order, the hunger for order will destroy liberty”—Will Durant

“The ultimate measure of an man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands in times of challenge and controversy”—MLK

“Everyone can be great, because everyone can serve”—MLK

“Dignity doesn’t consist in possessing honors, but in deserving them”—Aristotle

“Not all those that wander are lost”—Tolkien

 

“When you are going through Hell, keep going”

 

 

Q: “Doctor, did you say he was shot in the woods?”

A: “No, I said he was shot in the lumbar region”

 

Practice makes perfect if you have learned to do it right.

If you can’t do it right the first time, the next time without help won’t be much better.

Ten thousand hours makes an expert, but pretenders run the gamut.

A good swing is sweet, a good game is sweeter.

An ounce of prevention is a pretty small amount.

A bird in the hand is bound to poop.

I have a brown thumb because what I touch turns to shit.

You can’t polish a turd.

“It is a sin to believe evil of others, but it is seldom a mistake.”—H.L. Mencken

“Imagination is more important than knowledge.”—A. Einstein

“Make no small plans; they have no magic to stir men’s blood.”—D.H. Burnham

“Insufficient medical research can be hazardous to your health.”—C.E. Koop

“The fundamental act of medical care is assumption of responsibility…complete responsibility for the welfare of the patient.”—Francis D. Moore

Be patient; everything important will take longer than you expect.

Have a big vision and stick to it.

Always be careful of people offering advice….

Principles for facing change and managing it:

  1. Set a vision
  2. Think small
  3. Move fast
  4. Evaluate
  5. Celebrate

J.B. Coombs

Alternatives to Evidence-based medicine:

  1. Eminence-based
  2. Vehemence-based
  3. Providence-based
  4. Diffidence-based
  5. Nervousness-based
  6. Eloquence-based
  7. Confidence-based

Evolution of Authority footprints…..

 

 

Three Latin versions of the Chuck Colson dictum from the Nixon era:  “when you have their balls in hand, their hearts and minds will follow.”

  1. “Si culleos populi in manibus teneas, cordes et animi sequuntur”,
  2. “Cuius testiculos habes, habeas cardia et cerebellum”,
  3. “Testiculos tene: capiuntur mens et cor”

Haiku

 

Haiku to you………………

 

 

LIFE

 

My wife, my love is

life itself—the pulse and flow

of my existence.

 

A lifetime of love,

is a season of repose.

how fragile we are.

 

Vibrant summer light,

counterpoint of winter gray;

the seasons of life.

 

Spring brings a great rush

of life’s new affirmation,

take a cool drink, breathe.

 

Takes a life-time to

gain insight, maturity,

growing up is hard.

 

Looking to find peace?

know your inner resources,

ride a quiet wind.

 

Breathe deep and exhale,

your mind quiet, free from doubt,

the trees unruffled.

 

Set-up, take away,

rhythm, timing, follow through,

the essence of life.   [all games are the same]

 

Young love so very sweet,

soft blush of discovery

makes dew drops glisten.

 

Joy is in the air,

the setting spectacular,

dark clouds rain sadness.

 

Hesitation, oh,

I may have made a mistake,

maybe so—or not.

 

Comfortable, no,

but my commitment is strong,

please don’t let me fail.

 

Anticipation,

prelude to joy, happiness,

a tragic mistake.

 

A lifetime of love,

the renewal of seasons,

death is a comfort.   [death the redeemer]

 

The river is life,

strong currents swirl, rise and fall,

smile with contentment.

 

Is this the right place?

comfort, safety, fulfillment?

is it possible?

 

Treacherous, wet, cold,

fast flowing frigid river,

make the adjustment.

 

How do you find peace?

know your inner resources,

ride a quiet wind.

 

Coping with any change,

pressures our wit and wisdom  [faces each of us daily]

who have we become?   [who are we today?]

 

 

WORK

 

A lifetime of work,

perfect but not even close to

the joy of friendship.

 

A lifetime of work,

career– significant, yes,

future less certain.

 

There is a great rush

to build, to grow, to prosper,

we must remain calm.

 

Wasting precious time,

unsatisfying work is

a drain on each soul.

 

Oh what shall I do?

is the often-heard lament,

find the right snowflake.

 

Live to work—not good,

but necessary for some,

better work to live.

 

Commitment always,

accomplishments many,

few will remember.

 

 

 

KIDS

 

Kids cry out to us,

how do we soothe and comfort?

love is the answer.

 

Why are children fresh?

they can be direct-even cruel,

innocence abounds.

 

Children are a blast,

they challenge value systems,

cherish their freedom.

 

A very small premie,

only seven sticks of butter,

where is the justice?

 

Good times with the kids,

I have not always been there,

but always loved them.

 

Teach, discipline, guide,

everywhere pitfalls abound,

parents stay the course.

 

Twins are a blessing,

so alike, so different,

each snowflake unique.

 

A trip with my boys,

another chance to be close,

a gift to behold.

 

Children are a joy,

spontaneity abounds,

the future is bright.

 

The smile of a child,

a young couple happy but,

life is not easy.

 

 

FOR MAI

 

Mai is beautiful,

a flower for all seasons,

resting near the tree.

 

A beautiful tree,

shades and nurtures our little Mai,

we will recover.

 

Pink cherry blossoms,

Thuy Mai is our special gift,

peace is with everyone.

 

Chi and Dan are strong,

they comfort one another,

Mai is the warm breeze.

 

We expected beauty,

we were not disappointed,

we forgive ourselves.

 

Why did this happen?

a question without answer,

rest sweetly our love.

 

Oh Mai, oh our Mai,

unlike anything we have known,

love is our answer.

 

 

 

LIAM

 

I was so nervous,

unable to concentrate,

really, I was scared.

 

Frightened for them,

as they fought to find their way,

failure not an option.

 

The days have been long,

the preparations mighty,

outcome uncertain.

 

Life begets heartbreak,

the randomness can be cruel,

don’t test us this way.

 

Liam, oh Liam,

I cried with joy at your birth,

ancestors rejoice.

 

 

MORE KIDS AND GRANDKIDS

 

One munchkin, then two,

new life a joy to behold,

but imperfect—yes.

 

Lyman and Edith,

Thuy Mai, Liam, more to come,

grandparents in love.

 

Children break your heart,

yes, unconditional love,

joy-sorrow combined.

 

A child has power

to twist parents into knots,

blood makes a strong clot.

 

New birth, a new life,

joy, relief, expectation,

happiness we hope.   [maybe]

 

Then along came Luke,

quiet and serene, brother

to the forceful wind.

 

Luke is a treasure,

more alike than different

the DNA shows the way.

 

Becca and Michael,

decided finally to

have a family.

 

Elie Naomi,

the precious missing link to

a gorgeous future.

 

An ark for Noah?

no just the love of parents

for a special boy.

 

New girl Vivian

born in a late winter lull

coming soon straight eyes.

 

Samuel four names

honoring ancestors past

prize for the future.

 

 

 

 

FLYING

 

Someone else at fault,

a predictable refrain,

is anyone in charge?

 

Waiting drains your soul,

frustration fuels your anger,

be quiet and rest.

 

Frustration, anger,

waiting is cruel for the soul,

control your breathing.  [laughter is helpful]

 

Flying,

thunderstorms,

terrifying.

 

You check the numbers,

careful to plan weeks ahead,

there is no justice.

 

Not canceled again,

another weather delay,

calm is a tough sell.

 

Magical Mooney,

slick, fast, freedom up above,

a world of boredom.

 

Unease with flying,

addressed with careful planning,

makes me even sharper.

 

Out of control,

a moment of sheer panic,

remember the basics.

 

Flying your own plane,

making your very own schedules,

is a dream come true.

 

Serpentine canyons,

gorgeous, awesome, frightening,

billowing aloft.

 

 

More Haiku

 

Eve of Yom Kippur

Sealing what has been written

For a sweet New Year

 

Didn’t go to shul

But I feel even more Jewish

Fasting is the key

 

Fear is fight or flight

Panic is irrational

Key is information

 

Even with information

Dogma trumps reality

Fear becomes panic

 

Ebola scary

Misinformation is worse

Do not be misled

 

Is it infectious

Nothing like influenza

Get a flu shot now

 

Bellowing distrust

Uninformed and ignorant

Policy nightmare

 

Authority no

What do they know anyway

I only trust myself

 

Trouble is brewing

Anti-science is a sweeping trend

Must say I told you

 

Opinion is yours

Facts selectively ignored

A dangerous mix

Poems

SECOND THOUGHTS

 

is this what retirement means?

to check email to see if anyone still cares,

clean out old junk,  gather

clothes to give away

 

another miserable day of boredom

lost opportunity

sad

 

this is what it’s all about—

the count-down to

loneliness

 

prelude to stiffness,

pain;  the wrinkled ghost

ignored

 

or maybe,

this is the time

to sow an orchard

 

renew my sense of purpose

light a new candle

help me see my way

 

reap the fruit and flowers

of new life—

to take a chance

let the delicious juice

run down my chin.

 

 

My Bubbe

 

My mother’s mother

Russian bubbe,

couldn’t say Herb or Herbie

she said Hubbie.

 

Every Saturday I arrived for

spaghetti made in a Russian metal

stove top oven.

I loved it. I loved her.

 

Her English was not good.

My Yiddish was minimal, but

we talked and understood

most of the time.

 

She would say, shalem aleykhem,

I would say, aleykem shalem,

She would say, vos makhstir,

I would say, nish koshsa.

But always zei gezunt

when I left.

 

One morning, her stay-at-home son found her

dead in bed. We mourned and missed her.

I have looked for years but can’t find an

oven like hers.

 

 

 

MY WIFE

 

My wife is extraordinary

in the way

she is loving, loyal, giving,

without guile or excuses for her

devotion to our

children,

grandchildren,

books,

herself, and

me.

 

She possesses calmness and serenity,

not in the face of threat,

but in her quiet approach to living.

 

Her inner strength

flows from a deep reservoir

of goodness which itself springs

from the heartland that

nurtured and formed her.

 

From the ambiguity of her family past

to her unambiguous but unassuming determination,

my wife is extraordinary in ways that

never cease to amaze me.

 

She can be unnerved by

petty carping,

but cannot be rattled by

sharpies trying to shake her confidence.

Her self-esteem and

will to be strong are unbending.

 

My wife is devoted to gently,

but consistently and unconditionally

nurturing her flock.

 

The limelight and spotlight

are not for her,

she gives them up willingly

to be private and observant,

contemplative and supportive.

 

My wife is very special.

 

 

Celebration Place I-2011

 

It might be the sight, the sound,

the gorgeous setting,

that startles the senses creating a feeling of

excitement and anticipation,

the wonder that this place, anyplace

can be so fantastic.

 

Maybe it smacks of

“I can’t believe this is it,”

Meaning really,

“better than we could have imagined.”

and finally,

“we deserve all of it,”

 

The time goes quickly,

feelers out, egos suppressed,

bonds reestablished, made stronger,

by blood and bile and breath,

as brethren, their mates and kids,

join sister and SO.

Gathered for a birthday bash,

Three score and ten, healthy too,

kids, their kids, plus kith and kin,

a whole week of slow and go, and constant din,

old pictures and music from the past,

oh lordy, lordy, make it last.

 

Let’s mark the date,

to gather strong,

the next place wherever,

it can’t be wrong,

to celebrate times passing seasons,

a family’s strength to nurture all.

 

[this was a family reunion in Pacific Grove, CA for my 70th birthday]

 

 

 

Celebration Place II-2013

 

Ospreys by the dozens,

a rookery no less,

the house on a hill-side,

the inlet below.

 

Family again together,

joyous and growing,

Ellie has arrived,

Noah still inside….

How many more?

It’s quiet on that score!

 

Even blood must be

refreshed,

awkward for a moment, but still OK—

maybe distant, but not

strangers.

 

Cooking and playing,

talking and resting,

remembering and loving.

 

[this was a family reunion in Annapolis, MD]

 

 

Celebration Place III-2015

 

Surf’s up dude

One block to the beach

Flip flops and boogie boards

Our every two year reach

 

To bring family together

Talking, playing, and kvelling

The whole mishmash mishpucha

Alert for all the telling

 

Of new additions and positions

Information slowly out at first

But excitement primes the day

We all have a thirst

 

To hear the good news

Reestablish strong bonds

For the old folks it’s easy

And the kids bring it on

 

The house is okay

Lots of bedrooms and baths

But the layout is crazy

And makes for some laughs

 

Tasty cooking as usual

A good coffee stop near the way

Taco shops in abundance–

Are a disappointment we can say

 

Lego Land is a rip-off

San Diego Zoo a trek

Aviation Museum take a flyer

We tried them all what the heck

 

Moonlight Beach at Encinitas

A great call for our group this year

It’s time to plan the next one

To continue love and cheer

 

[this family reunion at Encinitas, CA, 2015]

 

 

 

 

 

 

I WANT

 

I want to work,

I want to play,

I want to be relevant,

I want to contribute,

I want to be happy,

I want my family to prosper,

I want to grow old with my wife,

 

I want, I want, I want, just like everyone else,

Is there enough to go around?

 

 

 

RANDOM THOUGHTS

 

A poem can

hear and mirror

the rhythms of life.

 

A moment of reflection

can be the awakening of spirit.

 

Boredom is

the major season of

discontent.

 

A good wo/man

is the anchor of life.

Energize, catalyze,

organize, synthesize,

knowledge for the future.

 

 

Integrity, honesty,

being honorable–

true grit.

 

A daughter’s emergence

is the Spring of

joy and bewilderment.

 

A summer’s breeze

can warm

the coldest heart.

 

Breath slowly,

remain calm,

feel better.

 

 

The heat and humidity of summer

conspire to

melt

your

resolve

 

GROWING UP

 

What does it mean to be in control

of emotions and feelings

when the environment and other souls

struggle to share

the same air and light and to breathe

freely and shine?

 

 

ANXIOUS

 

Is there a reason

we are so severely tested

to challenge our faith, values,

and humanity when the choices seem obvious

compromise if we must,

randomness is a crisis.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comment (also in January archive)

 

King-Size

 

King-size beds are the root of our problems demanding

bigger rooms in bigger homes costing more, consuming more

and polluting more. Bedding, accessories, accoutrements, all

add to the tab.

 

We have developed an infatuation with king-size

beds making them a mega slumber symbol. Checking into

a hotel, the choice is often two queens or one king.

Not sure if women are booking, but for men it is the king,

not some queen, even if there are two of them.

 

Given that Americans are some of world’s stoutest people and

growing, the king may become a necessity not a choice. Maybe

we should call them fat-size beds, but that would raise a

rumpus.

 

Why do we like king-size beds? Is it for comfort, having our

own space (creating an eating nook), romance—there are two

things to be done in bed and only one is sleep?

 

 

As to comfort, some king-size beds have a crease or seam in

the middle (if you can’t afford the giant mattress) which is

uncomfortable leading to issues with the second reason to be

in bed, romance.

 

If the middle of the mattress is uncomfortable and there are

acres of space on either side, do some king-size beds actually

inhibit romance? Who does the traveling; is there a schedule;

who decides?

divorce rate; I submit it is king-size beds. If you spend one

third of your life in a different zip code (opposite side of a

king-size bed) from your mate when you should be getting

cozy, it can’t be the right recipe for romance. It takes

effort and scooching over to get to the other side or out

of bed, especially for older guys, if you know what I mean.

 

For all those social scientists and other experts examining our

sexual habits, the answer is right between the sheets,

especially if there is a mattress crease. So get rid of

separation-inducing sleeping arrangements and put couples

back in touch with a good old double bed or maybe a queen for

the well-adjusted. Touching can be thrilling and

stimulating; let’s promote it by saying, the king is dead, long

live the queen or make mine a double.