Tag Archives: Pacific Beach

The Myth of the Perfect Person

I notice it in every medium, every aspect of society:  advertising touts it, of course, on TV, on the internet, on posters and placards, in brochures and pamphlets and magazines; films and books present it in the subtleties of the … Continue reading

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The Terror of the Uncertain Moment

During the day, in the summer, the boardwalk at Pacific Beach in San Diego is full of cyclists, skateboarders, joggers, homeless tramps, and pedestrians.  The beach is full of sunbathers, Frisbee and football throwers, and more joggers.  The water itself, … Continue reading

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Awakening in the New World

The United States I left thirty-five years ago is not the same country to which I have returned.  It has changed in profound ways.  To me it is a new country, a foreign country to which I have to acclimatize … Continue reading

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