Dancing With the Stars

...fear and love...love and fear...waltzing at the edge....which one leads?...

A Tale of Two Crashes

...been checking out the footage of this plane crash in New York City....less than a week ago that last little phrase would likely have elicited some very different images in the reader’s mind than it does now...traumatic thought-photos of horror exploding outward from what had been a calm, blue, unassuming morning in sleepy America...ushering in an era of shuddering fear...

...instead we have the image of what, by all accounts should have been an unspeakable tragedy...a plane gliding, as gracefully as is possible in an unplanned crash landing with two blown engines, coasting across the surface of the Hudson River before coming to an indelicate halt...bedraggled passengers standing on the wings, lifted into ferryboats moving quickly to the scene...cold and uncomfortable, no doubt, and lightened of what was no doubt some valuable luggage...but, against all odds, alive and grateful to the calm and unassuming Sully...marking, one can only hope, a new era in which we begin to coast above our fears....