Opinion

One look out the window into the reality of 2020—a year of pestilence, political upheaval, natural disasters, racial tension, loss of livelihood, closed schools, empty ballparks, mask-shaming—and it’s easy to understand the metastasizing grief and fear that can hijack our senses and our inspiration (not to mention our faith). The Ancient Greeks believed they Holschuh were inspired by the Muses (from where we get the verb to muse, as well as the noun music), nine goddesses on whose mercy the creativity, wisdom, and insight of all artists and thinkers depended. I read that poets like Homer, Virgil, and Ovid were thought to have no talent of their own. They received their inspiration from the only beings who held the power to create anything: the gods. I would agree whole-heartedly, though only after changing “the gods” to “God.”

Trees are almost as old as dirt in the construction industry, but they’re new to Texas in the form of the state’s first mass timber office building.

The October surprises have begun extremely early this year. The magazine “Atlantic” has published a hit piece against Trump which alleges he didn’t go through with a visit to a graveyard in France because he viewed the Marines buried there as being “losers” and “suckers.” The supposed sources for this attack remain unnamed.