Why They Hate Us

Why They Hate Us

It was a hot, sweaty ride out from Cairo. The taxi wasn’t air-conditioned, not a comfortable proposition for passengers who didn’t know each other riding three abreast in the back seat. In addition to me, there was a graduate student from Cal-Tech and a retired...
Curiosity and the Cats

Curiosity and the Cats

“The trouble with lions,” my guide said, “is that they ain’t got no curiosity.” “Oh?” I said. “That’s bloody right, none at all. Now you take a leopard. A leopard is chock full of curiosity. No fear of humans at all. A leopard will sneak right into camp and steal your...
Danger is in the Eye of the Beholder

Danger is in the Eye of the Beholder

It had been a hot, dry, and somewhat harrowing three weeks in the African bush, so I was glad to be back in the capitol city for a week of R&R. There I rediscovered the luxuries of a hot bath, clean cloths, and an air-conditioned room. But I saved the greatest...
Birth of a Story

Birth of a Story

I got the idea to write The Persian Woman some years ago when I was running an international security business, operating out of Brussels. One of my associates was an expatriate Iranian woman, whom I shall call Janelle. She was a wonderful lady, bright, multi-lingual,...