White, middle class Americans -- whether they're raised Catholic, Protestant, Jewish or in some other religion --almost always seem a bit absurd when they turn to Buddhism, as the African American author James Baldwin recognized years ago when he called the Beat Generation writers, "Suzuki rhythm boys."
Everybody has a fantasy about what they'd do if they won the lottery. I've always been clear about mine: hire a live-in masseuse. I'd get a minimum of two massages a day of about four hours each. In fact, some days I wouldn't even get off the table, especially if I could figure out a way to simultaneously get a straw into a glass of chardonnay.