Hammer Mill Days

Damn it. Misplaced my breakfast again. Third time this morning. I definitely need more sleep. If anybody trips over some cold toast and a half-empty mug of tea, drop me a line. We keep odd hours here in the cohort of collectivists known as Big Green. Matt, the naturalist in the group, is up at all hours chasing after critters, feeding them, changing their diapers, keeping them safe from the elements. That's a slight exaggeration, but only slight - the guy is attempting to single-handedly make up for all of the injustices meted out by god and man. Kind of time-consuming. Me? I am the unnaturalist in the group. When I am outside, I think to myself ... "This is too strange for us, Hanar. We are creatures of outer space. We long for the comforting closeness of walls." Okay, if I'm paraphrasing classic Star Trek, I must be a little groggy. (Too much grog, perhaps.) I'm up late at night in the lab, sometimes. Did I say lab? I meant studio. Cranking up the keyboard, ...

Remarkable week in so many ways. Where to begin? At the beginning. Attack at Attaturk Airport. The horrendous bombing in Turkey was reportedly the work of three Central Asian extremists, presumably with ISIS though the group has not as of this writing taken responsibility for the attack. Two things come to mind in the wake of this atrocity. The first is that the Syrian conflict is this decade's gathering place for psycho-fanatical killers from every corner of the region, just as Iraq was in the 2000s, Bosnia in the 1990s, and Afghanistan in the 1980s; hence, jihadists from Uzbekistan as well as the gulf. Second, ISIS is in a love-hate relationship with the Turkish government like the one between the Taliban and Pakistan. This is a monster Turkey (with our support) helped to create, and tragically it's preying on their good people. Sickening. Restored Right to Choose. The Whole Women's Health decision by the Supreme Court has moved the needle in a positive direction on...