Author Archives: John Swinburn

How can something so small, so irrelevant, matter? That question plagues us all and has done for centuries. Our answers never even approach truth, though, because we ask them defensively, as if we want to avoid hearing answers that would … Continue reading →

I’m shattering into a thousand pieces, as if I were a piece of glass dropped from a cliff to a stone pad far below. There’s nothing to be done; just accept the ending, as if it were destined to be. For it … Continue reading →

Never before have we experienced a February 1, 2017 like this one. And never will we again. This is our one and only chance to take advantage of all that February 1, 2017 has to offer. This tiny slice of … Continue reading →

Several days ago, we went to a wine tasting dinner. There, I learned quite a lot about a couple who joined our table as the evening was drawing to a close. Based on what I learned during the waning moments … Continue reading →

Just for the record, here’s what I think Trump and team are planning and how I expect things to play out: More of the same with regard to Muslim bans; it will get far, far worse. As crowds protest, loudly, Steve … Continue reading →

Last night’s World Tour of Wines was the third in a series. I should have recorded the menus from the first two, but I did not. Better a last start than no start at all. First, what I remember from … Continue reading →

What might flood a man’s thoughts as he witnessed a convivial execution? How would one’s psyche come to grips with a harrowing orgasm? What parts of the brain would shiver and convulse in response to learning of a person’s eye being gouged … Continue reading →

An elegant breakfast, you see, can spell the difference between joy and disillusionment. Even after consuming every morsel of goodness, every shred of the morning meal that promises sustenance and sovereignty over one’s personal dominion, the elegance remains. Even in … Continue reading →