My legal name (Barry Rosen) was inflicted by my parents. Online, I prefer to go by the deliberate oxymoron I chose for blogging (Mellow Curmudgeon).
I have been a computer scientist, a software engineer, and an Alzheimer’s caregiver. I live in the Hudson valley and try to age gracefully while opposing assaults by bigots and plutocrats on constitutional democracy and the habitability of the only available planet. My blog posts consider a wide range of topics with images (mostly photos), poems (mostly haiku and tanka), and prose (mostly nonfiction). I often try to be humorous w/o being too flippant and serious w/o being too solemn.
I often look at things from an odd angle. Red trillium plants like shade, grow low, and have flowers that face downward. Now is your chance to get a from-below view of a red trillium flower, in a mix of reflected and transmitted sunlight:
Figuratively, I sometimes “look” at a neat little thing from an odd angle to shine some light on a messy big thing with a subtle similarity to the little thing. For example, there is a parallel between the history of a little word puzzle’s instructions and the history of a big idea in economics.
My muse is capricious, and I am reluctant to repeat what has already been said well elsewhere. So this blog is not committed to a fixed theme or schedule. It is committed to clear writing and to defending Enlightenment values, in its own quirky way.
Oscar Wilde made futility bearable by making it funny, as in his remark about the two great tragedies in life. (One is not getting what one wants; the other is getting it.) I made futility bearable by writing a few haiku about it. Far from being as gloomy as those haiku may suggest, I see wisdom in Wilde’s observation that life is too important to be taken seriously.
Old software engineers never die;
they just stop getting upgrades.