All endings must have a beginning . . .

In the first days of Autumn, after much reflection on the past few years, my recently passed older teachers and friends, and my own mortality, I begin.

These thoughts are not intended to be so much a long-running epitaph (though they may turn out to be exactly that) as much as an instruction to a younger, more vigorous generation on the state of things - both seen and unseen. Perhaps they will show a way forward out of the mess America has become in the late 20th - early 21st century. Perhaps these youthful people I direct my words to will take the hint and actually DO something about it, instead of acceding to the thought control so all-pervasive and prevalent among the "XYZ (read:TV) generation".

And so . . . on to the bean field.