Unconventional Thinking

January, 2012

Accepting The Fact That I’ll Never Accept

Monday, January 30th, 2012 by Mark Stevens

The holy men, the professors, the priests and the philosophers, they all advise us to accept what we have, light a candle to it, chant a blessing and then place our heads on the pillow and drift off to sleep.

I know there is wisdom to this. That in a cosmic and spiritual sense, it is [...]

The Ruse of the Two Resumes

Monday, January 23rd, 2012 by Mark Stevens

When one of my sons arrived at college for his freshman year, one of his first classes took him by surprise.

The professor–brown tweed suit, bow tie, right out of central casting–proceeded to greet his highly impressionable students with a power point that outlined his impeccable credentials: cum laude this, chairman of that, Fields Medal winner [...]

Street Smarts Is Just A Euphamism For Smelling A Lie A Mile Away

Monday, January 16th, 2012 by Mark Stevens

When I was a high schooler I worked as a short order cook at a pool club in the middle  class environs where I grew up in Queens, NY. I say “pool club” advisedly as it was really a concrete hole filled with hyper chlorinated water situated on a blacktop slab near a mall. No [...]

Steve’s Garage/Obama’s Garbage

Wednesday, January 11th, 2012 by Mark Stevens

All of life is rife with paradoxes. Few as striking, profound and poignant as the contrast between Steve Jobs and Barack Obama.
It is more than likely that Obama’s childhood home will someday become a national monument. I have no objection to that. He was smart and skillful enough to charm his way into the seat [...]

In Emails Of The Heart, There Is Blood Between The Lines

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2012 by Mark Stevens

Last night, I received a message from a dear friend whose marriage has imploded. The love, the laughter, the twilight swims, the Christmas kisses, the hand holding in bed in the middle of the night– all have disappeared in the smog of ugliness, recriminations and worst of all, dreams of what could have been.

In the [...]

©1997~ MSCO. All rights reserved.