Amos: God is not British (Part 2)

Amos: God is not British (Part 2)

Upon the mention of a judge, I have always imagined a cold, stone-hearted, stern British face. You know, they wear the white wigs with curls on the sides and some powder on their faces. They walk in ominously with flowing black robes in ritual procession. They sit on high seats with wooden panels behind them. Drumming a gavel in hand, high tenor Br

Amos: That’s My Duck (Part 1)

Amos: That’s My Duck (Part 1)

There are different variations of the koan[1], but the gist goes something like this: An individual seeking enlightenment from an ascetic is given a glass bottle with a duck inside, and told to remove the duck without damaging both. After some weeks, multiple attempts, and extreme frustration, the ascetic finds the man in perfect peace and contentm

Obadiah: There Are No Innocent Bystanders

Obadiah: There Are No Innocent Bystanders

Approximately 3:20 in the morning on March 13, 1964, 28-year old Kitty Genovese returned home to her apartment in Queens, New York. She parked her red Fiat, and walked to the building. A man grabbed her and she screamed. “He stabbed me! Please help me!” Several lights went on in the ten-floor apartment building, and a voice broke the silence. “Let