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Tribalism in Amber

June 16, 2021 Tags: censorship, history, literature, memoir, morality and justice, politics

1 I like to believe I have fought through most, even all, of the prejudices I’ve held in the past. However, prejudice can be like a virus that keeps adapting and renewing itself. 2 Ignorant of Ireland’s history, I arrived in America from England

The Pain Game

May 11, 2021 Tags: annoyances, empathy, well-being and medical

How do you rate your pain on a scale of one to ten? The question is such a commonplace that when I complain about it to friends, they shrug and say, “They all ask that.” Why did this seemingly innocuous question annoy me? One hurdle I had to

Fairness During a Pandemic

February 22, 2021 Tags: empathy, Life in the COVID era, memoir, New York City, politics, well-being and medical

1 I’m about to have life-saving surgery, but the hospital’s administration refused to ensure I get both COVID-19 doses ahead of time. I meet New York State’s vaccination eligibility requirements. They do say the wing where I’ll be staying is

Disconnects

February 2, 2021 Tags: memoir, whimsy

Why do I suddenly think of that chilly Boston evening forty or so years ago? A friend of mine named Tim and I were visiting a married couple, friends of his. She played hostess while her husband stayed glued to his recording of Mozart’s Marriage of

Young at Heart

January 19, 2021 Tags: aging, literature, people in my life

“The tragedy of old age is not that one is old, but that one is young.” That’s the Lord Henry Wotton character speaking in Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Grey. I think of my father who, as he approached ninety, insisted he felt no different

The Third Reason

January 8, 2021 Tags: disability, Life in the COVID era, memoir, politics, race

A white woman friend was recently on the subway when a black man sat next to her with his mask lowered just below his nose. A senior citizen who takes every precaution to avoid infection from COVID-19, she stood and walked to an empty seat at the

Magic Moment

December 24, 2020 Tags: literature, memoir, memory

One serene early spring evening, I was walking with my white cane on a path through the Amherst College campus when I encountered the author, Robert Stone. I was taking a course of his, albeit not for credit and I’d never spoken a word in class. It

The Maligned City

November 20, 2020 Tags: crime, memoir, New York City

Lately, members of my Zoom writing group, most of whom live in the western United States, have been dumping on New York City. One has created a character who deems New Yorkers rude and always insisting on having the last word. Another cited the Kitty

Planet Pluto, Society and Civilization

November 10, 2020 Tags: history, memory, whimsy

1 Poor Pluto: reclassified from planet to mere ice body. Does Pluto care? It’s still a heavenly body, and it seems to have been content these past several billion years to keep pushing along the rim of the solar system. Actually, it’s people who

Bear Carrying a Dolphin: A Story

November 10, 2020 Tags: humor, New York City, satire, whimsy

Transcript of the annual meeting held by the shareholder residents of the 126-unit cooperative apartment building at 666 Toussaint Avenue. The meeting began with presentations by the Chairs of the Finance, Planning, Rules and Admissions Committees in

Justice in a Time of Coronavirus

October 30, 2020 Tags: empathy, Life in the COVID era, morality and justice

A friend of mine committed a crime and is now confined in a so-called "minimum security federal prison camp" that is experiencing a COVID-19 outbreak. My friend's crime was failing to file certain disclosure documents with the Securities and

Say It Nice: A Polite-English Phrasebook

October 20, 2020 Tags: humor, satire, word usage

To all our Associates: Herewith, we list some commonly used polite phrases to assist our public relations, political consulting, healthcare and customer service associates. It's crucially important that you understand their precise import. They

Good Trouble

September 30, 2020 Tags: disability, memoir, morality and justice, poetry, politics, race

1 I've witnessed with anxiety the outpouring of emotions surrounding the protests after George Floyd's death and the re-arousal of the Black Lives Matter movement. I confess I've found myself thinking, why can't you put all that anger aside, however

The King and the Dutchman

August 14, 2020 Tags: censorship, disability, memoir, morality and justice, politics, race

In some eras, lies of omission and commission are matters of career and even personal survival: the Spanish inquisition, communist and fascist totalitarianism, America's McCarthy era, today's Iran or Saudi Arabia. And now today's America, where fear

Twilight of the Dystopians

July 30, 2020 Tags: history, music

A breeze insinuates itself through open windows into a warm living room while, on the stereo, Anne Sofie von Otter sings Robert Schumann's song cycle, Frauenliebe und Leben (A Woman’s Life and Love). Schumann (1810-1856) set the eight songs, more

Empathy

July 17, 2020 Tags: disability, empathy, literature

Thursday evening two weeks ago, I had an upsetting experience with my writers' group. No one said anything deliberately hurtful, and there was no horrible argument. The members are generous in spirit and with their constructive comments. I didn't

Advice: A Story

July 9, 2020 Tags: annoyances, fiction, humor, satire, whimsy

Ever noticed how we can't complain without giving each other advice? "The way I'm eating in this pandemic, I'm going to turn into a beached whale." — Don't you exercise? — "Like I told you, I have a stationary bike." — Oh right, what you

The Criminal Receptionist

June 25, 2020 Tags: crime, morality and justice, people in my life

Antonia, a warm, famously doe-eyed woman in her thirties, was one of three receptionists at my former law office. Their long desk was in an area accessible to members of the public, while the rest of us worked safely behind code-locked doors. We

The First Stone

April 29, 2020 Tags: empathy, Life in the COVID era

On Easter Sunday, a neighbor sent me the following email: Just wanted to let you know that [my husband] came down with little sniffles yesterday. We thought it may be just allergies, but it didn’t go away after he took his allergy meds. He doesn’t

James Bond and the Errant Shrubs

March 27, 2020 Tags: disability, friendship, humor, memoir, whimsy

My intrepid friend, Neil, likes to read books about intrepid adventurers. Subscribers to this blog have met Neil (not his real name) before in my account of an awkward party. Late one Saturday afternoon last month, he headed to the pub to finish

Eyam

March 19, 2020 Tags: history, Life in the COVID era

In the depths of England's Great Plague of 1665-1666, the Derbyshire village of Eyam isolated itself in order not to spread the infection to other villages. Eyam (pronounced "Eem") is situated in the county of Derbyshire, a few miles south of

Accommodation: A Story

March 19, 2020 Tags: charity, disability, fiction

Wordgathering has published my story, "Accommodation," in its current issue. Here's the link: https://wordgathering.com/vol14/issue1/fiction/spratt/    

Lincoln Should Have Let the South Go

February 14, 2020 Tags: history, morality and justice, politics

I have long wished the Confederate states had been allowed to secede. My reservation is that secession would have prolonged slavery. Although I have read arguments that even in an independent South, slavery couldn't have endured, the institution

Party Quandaries

February 6, 2020 Tags: charity, disability, empathy, friendship, people in my life

To his surprise, my friend Neil was recently invited to a former neighbor's housewarming party at her new home. Neil's vision, never great, has deteriorated in recent years. He took a taxi there and was greeted at the door by the host, his former

Equal Opportunity

January 30, 2020 Tags: morality and justice

I was honored this week when The New Yorker printed a version of a letter I submitted in response to an article discussing the enigmatic notion of equality. You can read the published version of my letter here. It's impossible for me to read that

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