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About paulefallon

Greetings reader. I am a writer, architect, cyclist and father from Cambridge, MA. My primary blog, theawkwardpose.com is an archive of all my published writing. The title refers to a sequence of three yoga positions that increase focus and build strength by shifting the body’s center of gravity. The objective is balance without stability. My writing addresses opposing tension in our world, and my attempt to find balance through understanding that opposition. During 2015-2106 I am cycling through all 48 mainland United States and asking the question "How will we live tomorrow?" That journey is chronicled in a dedicated blog, www.howwillwelivetomorrw.com, that includes personal writing related to my adventure as well as others' responses to my question. Thank you for visiting.

AIM!

Posted on 09/14/2022 by paulefallon

In case you are wondering what the opportunity cost of our consumer culture is, I suggest it is 234%: the net difference between a tube of Crest or Colgate toothpaste and their lowly competitor: AIM. There are over 330 million … Continue reading →

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Tyranny in Fact and Fiction

Posted on 09/07/2022 by paulefallon

My summer reading developed a prescient theme: tyranny. Every day, we hear terms like fascist, oligarch, autocrat, even democracy, tossed around the media with little or no consensus meaning. I developed a thirst to better understand what tyranny really is, … Continue reading →

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Mental Health V: Peace of Mind

Posted on 08/31/2022 by paulefallon

The last in a series of five essays about Mental Health to celebrate the dog days of August. Mental Health I: Why Do I Write? Mental Health II: Suicide is Painless Mental Health III: You Were Never Sick; Get Yourself … Continue reading →

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Mental Health IV: Cognitive Behavioral Therapy

Posted on 08/24/2022 by paulefallon

The fourth in a series of five essays about Mental Health to celebrate the dog days of August. Mental Health I: Why Do I Write? Mental Health II: Suicide is Painless Mental Health III: You Were Never Sick; Get Yourself … Continue reading →

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Mental Health III: You Were Never Sick, Get Yourself Better

Posted on 08/17/2022 by paulefallon

The third in a series of five essays about Mental Health to celebrate the dog days of August. Mental Health I: Why I Write Mental Health II: Suicide is Painless When you have a substitute school bus driver, it doesn’t … Continue reading →

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Mental Health II: Suicide is Painless

Posted on 08/10/2022 by paulefallon

The second in a series of five essays about Mental Health to celebrate the dog days of August. Mental Health I: Why I Write On Friday March 28, 1975 I tried to kill myself. I failed. I hadn’t failed at … Continue reading →

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Mental Health I: Why Do I Write?

Posted on 08/03/2022 by paulefallon

The first in a series of five essays about Mental Health to celebrate the dog days of August. I’d been writing words and sentences since the first grade. As a person of engineering temperament, I expressed myself with logic and … Continue reading →

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A New Narrative

Posted on 07/27/2022 by paulefallon

We are stuck. On one hand liberals, or progressives, or left-wing, or Democrats, or whatever you want to call them; are hell-bent on subdividing our nation into ever tightly defined ‘identities.’ According to them, I am a cis-gender gay white … Continue reading →

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1776: All Over Again

Posted on 07/19/2022 by paulefallon

My God, Paul, how many times have you seen this show? The thought synapsed through my brain as the lights dimmed on a covey of actors in revolutionary era brocade and buckles belting, “For God Sake, John, Sit Down!” My … Continue reading →

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I Dreamed a Dream

Posted on 07/13/2022 by paulefallon

Sunday morning, July 3. Walking to the gym through a deserted city. Seventy degrees. Overcast. Listless. I love summer in the city. The Whole Foods crowd has Tesla’d off to their beaches and mountains. Leaving behind quiet stillness, a smattering … Continue reading →

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