I've MOVED!
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Man, I thought you was dead!
By Joe Walther
This week's column is a continuation of last week's, the part dealing with an afterlife. People have so overdone this topic. I'm not going to add to the tedium with more "yes there is, no there isn't" nonsense. So, I'm going to be brief.
I received an email from someone in Australia. It contained the following brief proclamation: "This stuff about a tunnel and a bright light and seeing angels, and dead relatives is a lot of crap. I've been dead 4 times and their ain't nothing on the other side!" No one has ever accused me of being at a loss for words, but...
Whoa! There's no cure for that.
By Joseph Walther
Occasionally, if we’re lucky, we get to participate in an exploratory discussion of tremendous substance. I’m referring to the kind of discussion where the participants, while admitting the possibility that they may be relatively shortsighted, offer reflective insights to some yet-to-be-answered questions. I got lucky last Thursday evening. The discussion was both enjoyable and stimulating. It was unique in that none of the participants became dogmatically angry.
There were nine of us seated around two tables pulled end-to-end. I lost track of the...
What's with all this balance crap?
By Joe Walther
Humans have an amazing propensity to complicate things. A former professor of mine told me, “The less you know about a problem, the easier it is to solve.” I was just a young snot going to school back then and he was a wise old sage who, I believe, attended the Wright brothers’ first air flight.
Theresa, a 7-year old was explaining to her uncle John how airplanes are able to fly during a trip to Borders Books a couple of days ago. She did a good job, too. Even though she didn’t use the proper “scientific” terminology, she knew how airplanes fly. And, because...
