Entries by dickbernard

#1010 – Dick Bernard: Death and Resurrection. Perhaps a real time for real hope for our future.

Regardless of your faith tradition, or your particular beliefs, you know that tomorrow is Easter, and the basics of the Easter story. Have a good day, tomorrow, today, and every day. Happy Easter. (click to enlarge) Tuesday I wrote with a prediction about the negotiations involving the U.S., Iran, and several other countries: Russia, Britain, […]

#1009 – Dick Bernard: "Goosefeathers"*

About 8 a.m. today I was on Radio Drive, southbound, just past the intersection with Valley Creek Road in Woodbury. This is possibly the busiest intersection in our suburb of over 60,000 people. A car in the inside lane was stopped, delaying traffic behind. Sashaying across in front of the car, taking its sweet old […]

#1008 – Dick Bernard: The Negotiations With Iran: "Eve of Destruction" or "Dawn of Correction"?

Last nights news had a rather dismal looking visual image: a rectangular table in Switzerland, around which were sitting many very serious and not at all confident looking men and women, attempting to come to some agreement about the general issue of nuclear and relationships between their own countries and Iran. The general story was […]

#1005 – Dick Bernard: Photos of Positive People, and a Call to Act.

(click to enlarge) There are lots of good things going on in the world, every day, every where. This fact is easy to miss in a contemporary media environment that incessantly emphasizes bad news. But all one needs to do is to look around, listen, and get engaged. Here’s a little photo gallery, with small […]

#1002 – Dick Bernard: Netanyahu's "victory" in the 2015 Israel Election, reflecting back on a 1996 Trip to Israel.

UPDATE Mar 19: A useful analogy of Vietnam in 1975 to Israel today can be read here, entitled, “The End of Purposeful Ambiguity”. It’s long, but sometimes a bit of reading is worthwhile…. If nothing else, read the first paragraphs, and the last. (click to enlarge) Twenty years ago, sometime in 1995, I heard through […]