A skeleton picked clean by the vultures of neglect

September 12, 2011

Yes, those are tumbleweeds you see rolling by, and yes that is a lonesome wind whistling through the weathered wooden boards of this ghost town’s abandoned remains. This blog is a skeleton picked clean by the vultures of neglect.

Or maybe not so much neglect as distraction. The real fun — if you can call it that — is happening at what has become my primary blog, www.jamesdeagle.blogspot.com, established in 2009 as a political/social commentary blog. Before long it veered wildly off course and turned mainly into a creative writing venue.

Meanwhile, my woefully-indecisive mind is agonizing over what to do with the blog you’re reading now. Do I simplify things and pull the plug altogether, or do I set it aside for some specific purpose? Such as political/social commentary? Ack!! I feel like I’ve been down this road before!

In any case, I think I’ll hang onto it for now, if only to maintain ownership of “jamesdeagle.wordpress.com”, as I’m hardly the only James Deagle on the web. Those running around with my name include:

With competition like that, this piece of real estate needs to be fiercely guarded.


When Larry King asks, I answer.

November 27, 2009

Here’s a comment I posted on Larry King’s blog on November 25 in response to the question: “What’s your favorite ‘wild’ animal?” His guest that night was zookeeper extraordinaire Jack Hanna. Here’s what I had to say:

November 25th, 2009 5:00pm ET

Hi Larry,

For me it’s a two-way tie between dolphins and grizzly bears. Out of any ‘wild’ animals I have ever seen up close, these two have made the biggest impression.

Here are my thoughts on the above…

I had the privilege of observing two grizzlies up close in their fenced-off sanctuary on Grouse Mountain in Vancouver, BC. I remember walking up to the fence and being confronted by this bear suddenly staring me down, as if doing a threat assessment. He quickly decided I was harmless and went back to burrowing his head into the snow. This instance of being ‘read’ by such a magnificent creature was a brief but awesome moment that cannot be described or forgotten.

A year-and-a-half later, my wife and I had our picture taken with a dolphin at the Mirage in Las Vegas. Again, it was all too short, but it allowed us a glimpse of a creature that exhibited intelligence, personality and a sense of humor.

Ottawa, Canada

In dreams the war is closer to home

November 16, 2007

Due to a lack of interest amongst grown men, the U.S. government has resorted to drafting Canadian children for its war effort in Iraq. A seven-year-old version of my nephew stands in front of me, clad in a formal military uniform, fitted perfectly for his small frame. In a matter of minutes he’ll board a plane for the Middle East. Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I beg him not to go. I tell him that it is wrong to send children into the line of fire, and that I’m worried this will be the last time I see him. He looks at me with big, innocent eyes and says “Don’t worry, Uncle Jimmy. I’ll be careful.

©2007 by James Deagle. All rights reserved.

In print!

October 12, 2007

I’m cold, damp and tired after an extended walk on a misty October evening. Beyond that, I have nothing profound to say today except that the New York Observer published my Letter to the Editor in this week’s edition. That means my words will wrap an order of fish somewhere in Brooklyn.

The letter, as it appeared upon publication, can be viewed online at:


©2007 by James Deagle. All rights reserved.

Ann Coulter, enemy of democracy

October 4, 2007

(The following is a letter I submitted to the editor of the New York Observer after reading an interview George Gurley did with neo-con pundit Ann Coulter in that paper’s current edition, Coulter Culture: Ann Blames Clinton, Carter for 9/11 and Dreams of Denying Women the Vote. As of this writing I have yet to hear back as to whether it will be accepted for publication. -JD)


To the Editor:

Ann Coulter’s self-professed “personal fantasy” is an America in which women don’t have the right to vote, in turn making it a one-party theocracy. That doesn’t sound like a daughter of the American revolution to me. In fact, despite her anti-Islam stance, I bet she’d be quite happy living as a woman under Taliban rule. Perhaps it’s not too late for her to go to Afghanistan and defect to the enemy side.

James Deagle
Ottawa, Ontario

©2007 by James Deagle. All rights reserved.