January 11, 2011

Over the weekend a madman shot a Congresswoman through the head and killed six others in a poli-pathic shooting spree. Glenn Beck has struck, and this life, this movie, veers violently into a Hollywood of "Taxi Driver" and "Network." Last year my body began springing leaks like melanoma and glaucoma--the "omas" of phone home-a, death approaches. The intervening couple of weeks between the melanoma diagnosis and the operation gave me time for newly invigorated meditations upon my own death. This is a very useful practice. Steven Levine gives a good account of it in "Who Dies?"