Fist With Parachute

Fist In Parachute
I took this photo in Miami yesterday.


A fist attached to a parachute. 


Sort of a strange image of strength, fighting, and resolve with making a safe landing. 


Perhaps that’s the intersection of defense and diplomacy.


Where we employ soft and hard power to achieve worthy goals and follow one’s moral compass. 


My grandfather used to joke that he would come with the big stick if anyone bothers us. 


He, like my dad, was a very good man! 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

The Chariots Are Coming

Took a long hike today for Veterans Days.

Along the hike, I found a tall branch (maybe 10 feet) that I took for a hiking stick. 

It was a little big for the job, but felt good through the trail to have it. 

At one point, I decided to just have some fun and pretended that I was Moses leading the Israelites to The Promised Land. 

I am not much of an actor, but this was me at it–impromptu. 

Anyway, always good to practice my leadership skills–now back to splitting the Red Sea. 😉