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The United States Considered as a Jigsaw Puzzle of Disparate Tourist Attractions

Recently I have been writing a series of articles about the United States, moving state by state, one after another, from west to east.  Because they are written for travelers, the articles deal mostly with places tourists might want to … Continue reading

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Home

I sit here in the small rented house I share with some of my sons in Pacific Beach, San Diego, and I ruminate about home.  At the end of my memoir on my hippy travel days, “World Without Pain: The … Continue reading

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Balance

After reading the last chapter, “Askew”, one of my sons who doesn’t live with me wrote and said, “Why are you so down on the US?  Sure it’s got problems, but I’ve built a good life here and in many … Continue reading

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Askew

I have been wanting to write this for a few weeks now but I haven’t, for two reasons.  First of all, I haven’t had the time.  I finally found a job.  It’s a freelance writing gig; I contracted with a … Continue reading

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Gladiators

I had always enjoyed watching football.  If the two teams know what they are doing, if they are playing with a modicum of unity, there is something fluid about it.  You might almost say it is something like a violent … Continue reading

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Outsiders

I have been pondering what I wrote about rejection.  In that essay I made the implication that everyone around me was part of a whole which for some inexplicable reason had rejected me.  After I wrote it, however, I took … Continue reading

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Rejection

Why the disquiet?  What is wrong?  In order to get to the root of the malaise the problem must be analyzed. I have returned to the United States of America with some of my sons.  We have fled west to … Continue reading

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The Second Stratum

I have lately been concerned, nearly obsessed, with the homeless I see around me on the streets of San Diego.  Why?  Because it’s easy to empathize with them.  I am jobless at the moment and it is not easy to … Continue reading

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Exceptions to Affluence: The Underclass

Though in general I have been impressed with the way the United States has changed since I last lived here in the 1970s, my thoughts turn again and again to the homeless I see everywhere on the streets of the … 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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