A short memoir in three parts.
HISTORY is about the author and some characters he has known (a transvestite, an entrepreneur, a rocket scientist, a beatnik, a martial artist, a movie star, and a... More > fool, to name a few). These stories, taking place from 1945 to 1961, are generally true.
PRE-HISTORY is about the author’s parents and grandparents. Occurring before 1945, these stories are generally not true, or are at least imagined. It is through these tales that the author tries to figure out what made his folks the way they were (and explain how he got to be such a pidawee).
DEATH is about the passing of the author’s mother in 1955 in Shelby, North Carolina (at the Center of the Known Universe - where all explanations come together).
Although not explicitly about the South, it is a Southern Book. It's got crazy white people, Magical Negroes, muscadine grapes, livermush, dynamite, undertones of violence, and guns - lots of guns.< Less
The story of an old man transported back in time to relive his life and participate in history, becoming a ghost in his own machine and the machines of others. The events shift between 1944 and 2010,... More > culminating in Dealey Plaza on November 23, 1963.< Less
About stuff (which can be material or immaterial), desire (resulting from need or greed) and collapse. A collapse happens when desire exceeds stuff and stuff runs out. In the terms of this book,... More > infinity is crossed. The collapse can be visualized as an asymptotic curve jumping nothing. If the stuff is important, the collapse is important. There are two ways to avoid a collapse - reduce demand or increase the supply of stuff. Crossing Infinity "distills" six books about this subject. To distill a book is to capture its essence. The books distilled are (1) Great Disruption, (2)Upside of Down, (3) Coming Apart, (4) Collapse, (5) Black Swan and (6) Flat Earth.< Less
Moral Imperative - This little book is based on the premise that health care should be a right not just a commodity. It should be like fire protection, police protection, clean water and other... More > services provided by most “civilized” countries. It should be equally available to all citizens. It is a moral imperative.
Underlying Theme - Despite the moral imperative, health care is being treated as a commodity. Not only does this create ethical dilemmas, it makes the system expensive and difficult to manage. Health care is not a classical market based system. Supply and demand functions need to be performed by a government mandated master market - typically called Single Payer - although it could be called Medicare.
The book has four parts. They are:
2. Single Payer
4. History< Less
SAMPLE SCIENTIFIC POEM-THING
in dark matter/energy/whatever (making up 95% of our universe although nobody knows what it is)
in quantum entanglement (when separated stuff communicates... More > instantly despite Einstein's prohibition and all the inherent problems)
in the wave particle duality thing (where Schrodinger's Cat is both dead and alive in a superimposition of all possible states)
in a multiverse that goes on forever
not human in word or deed
not caring - not not caring
not loving - not not loving
the ultimate unasked for freedom
get over it
Stories, essays, and pictures about my experiences on the underside of technical writing. The events took place at Cardinal Associates and Burroughs from 1971 to 1981. To an outside observer things... More > would have looked pretty tame, shaggy haired young people and serious seeming older people trying to make money and do significant work. However, as I note in “Fear and Loathing With Bill and Tom in NYC”, which happened in the 1973, beneath the surface it was a freak show. The young people, and some of those who weren’t so young, were living out scripts that could have been penned by Hunter Thompson and Carlos Castaneda. It was all fear and loathing, paranoia and rock and roll - 60’s redux stuff. What made it worse was the fact that we were doing technical writing. An artifact of 20th century complexity, the profession can be a cruel place for those with fragile minds. We were like stoned pigs, rooting for truffles of order in a forest of complexity and ambiguity. The forest is still there, but we are gone.< Less