How and when can we get there? — When I was seventeen, I had a dream of world peace through a world federal government. The history of mankind has been one of ever-increasing cooperation between nations culminating in the creation of the United Nations and other multi-national organizations. Slowly we seem to be getting the realization that we…

Developing a personal theology — A stranger once asked me, “What religion are you?” A strange question from a stranger. I thought about it for a few seconds and responded, “I’m a Bobist.” My name is Robert (Bob for short) and I have developed my theology. My parents were brought up as Methodists but when…

I often wonder where they come from — Do I just have an overactive creative mind? Are they images from past lives? Maybe they come from a life in another dimension? Wherever dreams come from, I find mine to be better than a movie. …

Like good tequila, it gets better with time. — I’m eighty years old (last May). I’ve lived in Mexico since 1997. I was fifty-three when I moved here, so this is where I’ve done a lot of my aging. I figure everyone is young until they reach fifty. That’s half a century, so you can’t really claim to be…

Especially when animals are involved. — When we first moved into the house where we live, we often heard a voice screaming “Mama!” over and over. It often sounded almost hysterical in its cries. We thought, “Poor people, they must have a retarded hysterical child.” Once we went over to meet them and offer any help…

Well, actually, the only time. — I was eighty on May 15, 2023. In June, my partner Marie and I were in the Sahara in Morocco. But I digress. My point is that being eighty or eighteen or any other of life’s points of passage, it’s the first time we are in that situation. People assume…

“En mi Viejo San Juan” by Noel Estrada — From the age of four, I grew up in Puerto Rico. I lived there for thirty-three years. When asked where I’m from, I usually say, San Juan, Puerto Rico. Even though I was born in Louisiana, I don’t really know that place. I was formed in Puerto Rico The 500-year-old…

America’s freedom has been eroding in step with its declining quality of education. — For centuries, most of Latin America has been ruled by power-hungry, often corrupt, demagogues. They have been able to maintain their power by paying lip service to education while keeping most of their country ignorant. …

The story of “Chucho El roto” Jesus Arriaga (1858–1885?) was born into a middle-class Mexican family. After the death of his father when he was a teenager, he began work as a carpenter. Chucho (a common nickname for Jesus) was educated and carried himself in a manner that allowed him…