In a previous post I looked at the definition of cosmopolitanism, and so I now which gears in my “Notes On...” posts and look at a few topics on cosmopolitanism. As I have worked slowly through “The Origins of Totalitarianism” my thoughts began to shift toward what a world without nation-states would be like. Cosmopolitanism … Continue reading Notes On: “Global Ethics: Seminal Essays” – One
This is the first in what I hope will be a multipart treatise entitled: Immigration, Migration, and Cosmopolitanism in the United States. Introduction:For a Nation that was founded by immigrates, built of the dreams of immigrates, and populated by immigrates from all over the world, the United States has a long history of victimizing immigrates. … Continue reading Nationalism vs. Cosmopolitanism – Defined
“Unnervingly warm still air welcomed me...”
The calm of a warm winters day sets inJanuary still shows itself in long shadowsfrom a low set sun and cooling breezeA mid afternoon sit upon the porchBreathing deep speaks well to my bodyA dram of whiskey sitting beside meSipped slowly speaks well to my soulRemember to take in the slow moments For they are … Continue reading A Winters Dram
“God created neither men—whose origin clearly is procreation—nor peoples—who came into being as the result of human organization.”Excerpt FromThe Origins of TotalitarianismHannah Arendthttps://books.apple.com/us/book/the-origins-of-totalitarianism/id427715967This material may be protected by copyright. A person, in a natural state (I say understanding that this is a loaded statement), owes nothing but to ones self. A group of people only … Continue reading Notes On: “The Origins Of Totalitarianism” – Six
“As I wake, with my home about me, I wonder…”
The sky is clear above my home...
A thrumming, low and deepening, began...
Although chilled, a warmer air encircles my home. With wary hope my family begins the day. As I leave to begin my labor the others acknowledge me with looks of confusion.
Echos from the past ride this cold wind around my home. We all stand ready, set pensive, at the sound of it. I shudder at this labor, but the others beacon me with welcoming support.