I enjoy reading and writing science fiction stories. What I find most interesting about them is how the “science” depicted holds up over the years. For the umpteenth time, I just finished reading War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells. In this story of Martians invading Earth, written in 1895, Wells describes the alien creatures using a “heat ray” to cow humanity into submission. My family bought a microwave oven somewhere around 1975, the latest way to cook a fast meal. Microwaves could easily fall under the auspices of heat rays. So can sunlight and lasers, of course.
Friday, September 28, 2012
I love to write - always have. Some of my stories are completely true, while others are totally not. That's the way of non-fiction and fiction. As with all writers that keep plugging at the art, my work has been published here and there over a large number of years. I've authored opinion columns, short stories, s.f., children's poems, personal experience, Christian literature, and other speculative pieces. It's not the sale of my work that counts for me, although it's a great feeling when something does sell. Instead, I take great satisfaction from knowing that I have readers. Don't get me wrong, though. Money is good. If you find something here that you like, please purchase the download or make an offer as the case may be.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
DOWN WITH A VIRUS
My computer was infected with an email virus eight weeks ago. Since I’ve always been one for making proper backups of my data (cough, cough), I thought, smugly, that it was no big deal. It was inconvenient that I would have to reload some programs; but all in all, I’ve been lucky, and have never lost anything major to a virus before. It amazed me the amount of damage that little beastie wrought on my computer, and business network, in less than the blink of an eye. For those of you new to the email arena, or with the latest and greatest anti-virus software and hardware, or even of veteran computer guru stature, I have a warning: you are under attack!
ARE SHOELACES RELATED TO LABOR WOES?
Have you ever noticed how new shoes always have tangled, knotted, or halfway tied laces? It seems to me if the person inserting the laces had the time to make a mess out of them, he or she would also have the time to go ahead and do it right. In fact, you would think the manufacturer of the shoes would insist that their products leave the door in perfect condition. As with all products for sale, presentation is everything. Besides, I hate having to take the time to un-knot new shoelaces, then lace them properly myself.
Friday, September 7, 2012
I am tired of hearing Obama talking about the “values that built the largest middle class and the strongest middle class in the world.” The values to which he has been referring, and he said so again in his 2012 DNC acceptance speech, are those of our WWII generation. He also follows up with “…and we want to use these values to keep building it up.” Well, Mr. President, I aspire to becoming more than simply middle class, or mediocre if you will. Maybe middle of the road works for you and your ilk, but not for me.
Friday, August 17, 2012
One of my favorite comedians was the bug-eyed Rodney Dangerfield, who died October 5th, 2004. His catchphrase, “I don’t get no respect!” heralded a coarse wit that always cut straight through an issue in a few short phases. For instance, “Last Christmas I got no respect. I gave my kid a BB gun. He gave me a sweatshirt with a bull’s-eye in the back!” Or how about, “I tell ya I get no respect from anyone. I bought a cemetery plot. The guy said, "There goes the neighborhood!” Lack of Respect is far and beyond the greatest malady of our time. Rodney was great at pointing this out.