I am educated in the Western Classical Tradition, B.A. from U.C. Berkeley in Latin and Greek, English major, one year at U. of Toronto, studied under Alain Renoir and Northrop Frye, read most classics full time for many years after university in French, English, Latin and Greek to the modern day. I am interested in the near future of technology, what changes it imposes upon our heritage and character as humans. Short stories and Essays are my medium.
13 May 2023 3 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
The first sign of progress was that they began to ask questions and not just stand mute and wait for explanations as they did at first. Their queries were similar to those of a small child with the word ‘why’ the most frequent. When we framed our...
12 May 2023 2 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
The wine experiment failed miserably, so I scaled that back to one glass with dinner. There’s nothing pleasant or instructive in seeing a four year old drunk, only babble. My short treks in the woods with Tom were fruitful as he improved in settin...
11 May 2023 7 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
This isn't a part of my novel but a scene from my autobiography which I skipped over publishing months ago. But it came back to me a few days ago as I used the setting of Bohemian Grove in the novel and remembered visiting a restaurant just outside...
11 May 2023 5 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
After we settled in, explored the grounds, our luxurious lodge, the numerous bedrooms, dens and conference rooms, a kitchen spanning the entire basement stocked with supplies and the outer buildings hidden in the trees encircling ours, it was time...
10 May 2023 3 minute read 2 comments Diomedes
Bohemian Grove, presidential retreat. As we continued along the highway the women, including Dora, began chatting more and more excitedly about the prospects and details of raising an infant. But that was something nine months away to my mind whic...
9 May 2023 3 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
The women were shaken but unharmed. Amira was lying on a bed face up with her blouse ripped off. Beth was kneeling in what looked like a praying position between the bodies of two middle aged, rough looking, bearded men. “You can thank Dora for yo...
8 May 2023 3 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
The campus When we finally headed west a month had passed since finding Beth. Her eyes were now sparkly clear and so was her vision. She was in shoes again. Only an ankle brace and a slight limp remained of her wound. The delay to our trip wasn’t...
7 May 2023 4 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
Over this period of convalescence I formed an ever closer bond of friendship with Amira and Beth. Amira’s vision was almost as good as mine and Beth’s improving little by little each day. As her leg healed we took longer and longer walks, full of...
6 May 2023 5 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
A blind person’s existence must be a confined thing, like living at the bottom of the ocean in an old fashioned diving suit and every movement a slow and ridiculous motion, or like one constantly living in a medieval suit of armor, encumbered and...
6 May 2023 3 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
The next morning I awoke to the most curious sight. She had risen before me, entered the bathroom, bright with the morning light. Through the open door I saw her standing motionless in front of the mirror, the band off, staring at her pretty face,...
