when we are defined
more by our hate than our love,
everything shrinks

decry demagogues,
but prepare to spend your life
defending your words

Tangentially-related Update: Evidence that a certain demagogue may need better fact-checkers:

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I’ll take the credit
except when things fall apart;
then I’ll give it back.

image: World Economic Forum

decry infidels,
heretics claiming we should
care for each other.

a man of substance,
eschewing symbology,
shows love quietly.

On Father’s Day I wanted to creep back into the habit of expressing something relevant about my father.

It’s funny how most of what I admire about my father revolves around the concept of quiet expressions of love through action. Maybe it fascinates me because it goes against the grain of what I tend to do when I write. No matter what words I can manage, they will pale against the profound eloquence of those simple, often selfless actions that have been the hallmark of my father’s life as I’ve observed it.

So before I muddy it up with any more flailing attempts at eloquence, I just want to say thanks to my father, and wish all the other dads out there a great Father’s Day.

in the line of fire,
catching bullets for the cause;
all in a day’s work.