My latest column in The Winkler Morden Voice and Altona Rhineland Voice newspapers.

Recently we watched Ryan Coogler’s film Sinners which my wife accurately describes as a remake of Robert Rodriguez’s From Dusk Til Dawn but made in high film fashion. Fantastic movie, great cinematography, great acting, and outstanding music.
There are three songs in the folm that really stood out for me and they are as follows:
Of a sudden
While the sun lay
As frosted gold
On the rooftops of morn
Beneath a blue crowning sky
I smelled baking
Or the ghost of such
Pass soft before me
A reminder
That life is absurd
And we are punchlines
Given animating life
To range through the world
Grasping what hands we can
To stave off the loneliness
That is woven within us


Friends, I believe we have entered a new dawn in history – what I call the red sky days. You know what I mean, I think. When you awake in the morning and step outside to a red sky, a part of you deep inside you knows that something is coming…a storm you may need to prepare for and perhaps shelter from.
This is the era I believe we are entering. The more prescient among us have seen these red sky days coming from a long way off. They have tried to warn us in their music and their art. They have written their 1984s, they have written their V for Vendettas, their Handmaid’s Tales and their Watchmen and such. They have, as best they can, sounded the alarm, gone into the street, rung bells and shouted that a red sky has dawned…we must prepare.
This is difficult. We do not like news that portends endings and strife. We are remarkably capable of blocking out such warnings and rationalizing that the concerns are for others and not ourselves.
But it is getting harder to not look up and see that the skies are now a deep blood red. That the skies portend terrible days ahead.
But things are already bad, you say. Just look around the world. Look at Europe, look at the Middle East, look at the United States…it’s been a long time since things have been as bad as they are now.
You may be right but the times we are in right now, these red sky days, are days of division and preparation for what lies ahead. Oligarchs are gathering power to themselves. This is primarily what is happening all over the world right now, in a way we have not seen. Powerful men (and they are, mostly, men) are consolidating wealth and power. They are conspiring with one-another to restructure long standing systems and rules of engagement to further that gathering of wealth and power.
This is what we are experiencing now…not the storm, but the rising winds ahead of it. Now is the time to change our longstanding habits and prepare for the days to come.
“I’ve been afraid of changing cuz I’ve built my life around you, but time makes you bolder…”
So says Fleetwood Mac and we can relate. Most people do not like change. Change is frightening. Why can’t things remain the same? But that is not the nature of the universe or our lives…entropy is a law. Change happens, whether we like it or not, we can be prepared or not, when it comes.
So things are bad. No doubt. But the real storm will arrive when those currently gathering power are challenged, as they no doubt will be. When this happens, when we seek to re-balance resources and wealth to a more equitable outcome, those who currently hold power will not let it go easily. They will fight back as if they were fighting for their lives. In a way they will be because they have come to define their lives by the power and wealth they hold.
What I’m saying is, and I don’t mean to be bleak, things may be bad…but they will likely get worse before they get better.But we should remember the words of English theologian Thomas Fuller aound 1650 – “It is always darkest just before the day dawneth.” This is the slender, golden thread of hope we can hold onto – that after the storm that is to come, a new light dawns and with it something of a more equitable and just society, a society that we have had to fight for, will arise.
We have now entered a time where good people of conscience can no longer remain silent as powerful men do evil in our midst. We must, at the very least, stand up and make it clear that we see their deeds, we are witnesses, and they will be held accountable. They will be held accountable for their murderous ways, they will be held accountable for their hoarding of wealth and for the great and ever-increasing disparity that is happening right now, in our midst.
Our skies are painted with the blood of unwilling martyrs. People who would much rather have not seen these red sky days. People would have prefered to keep to their own in what joy they could gather to themselves. People like you and I who could echo these wonderful, painful, powerful words of Frodo as written by JRR Tolkien in The Lord of the Rings when he declared in sorrow –
“I wish none of this had happened.” “So do all who live to see such times,” said Gandalf, “but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
It is decision time. The skies are warning us. We will get through the storm to come, but the question remains, what kind of people will we be…what will we do with the time that is given to us? Certainly we must open our ears and listen to the voices that are sounding the alarm…voices like a young, 19-year-old folk singer named Bob Dylan who warned of changing times in 1964…
When the sky turned red
We all knew why;
It could sit quietly overhead
But we all knew the truth
The air would grow thick
The wind would die down
And in the eerie silence
We would be still and wait
For the inevitable storm
To toss our lives to pieces;
Then in the end
It would pass
Happily leaving destruction
Moving on without a care
Untouchable and unaccountable
While we wept in the wreckage
Carrying on.

This is the logo of a movement formed in Germany in 1932 to fight against the Nazi party and Hitler’s fascism. The movement was sometimes referred to as antifa. After coming to power in 1933 Hitler banned the movement calling it a terrorist organization. Member’s were imprisoned, tortured and executed.
We were lovingly cast out
Sent away into the world
Like Voyagers I and II
Designed to send dispatches
Back to where we came from
Back to home
But never to return
It was not expected
They wanted better lives for us
Go to university
Go to college
Be what i could not
But don’t stay here
Make new families
In your own image
And maybe you will
Keep them in your orbit
Like I never could
Go into the unknown
I will remain and wait
For evidence of life
from the great beyond
Lonely but glad
You will become
Humans accepted by humans
Not driven away
Not hurled into the abyss
As i was…
You…
I want you to be…better

My signed copy of the book Half His Age by Jeanette McCurdy just arrived.
I read and reviewed her autobiographical first book – I’m Glad my Mother Died – it was amazing and you should all read it.
This is McCurdy’s first foray into fiction and it’s already setting the review pages of outlets like The New York Times on fire.
Stay tuned for review.


Through the wreath’s ring
A tree rises off and away
A reminder
Life goes on
Beyond your panes of glass
Crisp blue skies bear witness
To more than you and I
And I am paused in wonder
Is the world a projection of me
Or am i a projection of it
And does it really matter
Because from where I sit
A tree rises off and away…