Mon chaton qui s’appellait Bâton

I was told this week how bad things come in threes; maybe there will be a third September 11th in my life. Today, Bâton is dead. He is in my refrigerator, still, in a clear plastic bag, where I still examine his beautiful paws. As he was an animal who had no rights and was …

Wendy Babcock and Jesus

It was a stunner to get an early morning text telling me that Wendy was dead. I knew her awfully well; we lived together for an awful long time. You may have heard of her; she was a renowned activist and agitator and do-er. Her outside life was focused on rights for prostitutes; she is …