An Engineer's Perspective – Page 13 – If an Engineer can't fix it, we're in trouble

Crescendo

R.M. Dolin, 2013 Night brings calm in diametric contrast to the conflicts of day. A predictable pause in the quiet darkness of a moonless sky, causing the world sigh. Unstoppable forces catch their breath ahead of the chaos sure to follow. A high mountain storm …

Four to a Flush

R.M. Dolin, 2013 Everyone can be read but what makes a gambler great is pushing people with chips and conquering them with bluffs. Chasing cards is like hunting pheasants with a pistol; the likelihood events unfold as planned is improbable. With four to a flush, …

Viva la Revolution

R.M. Dolin, 2013 Don’t’ go slow. Not when whispers of war loom just beneath the silence of sunrise. Look to the distance for metrics. Look inside for direction.

The Fifth Estate

R.M. Dolin, 2013 You can’t count on others, but you can manipulate the outcome of events when you move in shadows and allow others to believe they’re in control.

Agenda Seven

R.M. Dolin, 2013 The needs of the many go unheard even as the courageous mouse takes a stand against the descending hawk. The last great act of defiance, while romantically heroic, is a one-sided whisper fading into forgotten echoes. In a perfect world, the needs …

Rule Zero

R.M. Dolin, 2013 I control the game, so I make the rules, and as in all things covered by shadows and secrets, it sort of sucks for you.

Winter of Discontent

R.M. Dolin, 2013 Predawn shadows hang over the deserted field like an impatient Executioner who’s not necessarily eager for the task at hand, just anxious to be done. Wind dances along the stark stubble wondering where life and beauty have fled. Broken stalks, like pipes …

Sympatico

R.M. Dolin, 2013 It doesn’t matter North or South; the world winds in wicked ways. More hidden in shadows and metaphors up North but just as evil . . . just as tolerated. Sympatico has escaped, but only for just now. Like darkness at …

Quiet Acquiescence

Chance wanders west hoping to forget and simplify. It’s a long and often desperate journey to right now fraught with fear and failure. Sympatico’s journey is much the same only imposed by the will of wicked men. Risk is nothing more than an instinct to …

Chaos of Syncopation

Hot desert air chokes dust so hard even the tailless Gecko dancing on my flagstone seeks the comfort of shade. Hard heat has a way of exposing core truths. For some its despair, for others, an emptiness skillfully crafted as escape. The lucky possess a …