God Save The King?  How About Us?

God Save The King? How About Us?

I was inclined to have a tad more interest in this week’s road trip for Chuck and Cammy given my lineage.  As I’m not ashamed to overshare, my grandparents were London Eastenders who despite their decidely blue-collar roots always had four o’clock tea with Cadbury biscuits whenever I visited.  And when I discovered the existence … Read more

Is This House A Little Too White?

Is This House A Little Too White?

I’ve been reluctant to weigh in on the most recent Wag the Dog diversion from the increasingly desperate and demented team surrounding the leader of the free world–picking a fight with the Pope himself.  For the record, I find this all as ludicrous and pathetic as anything that’s come out of his diabolical camp–I personally … Read more

A Bridgerton Too Far?

A Bridgerton Too Far?

I sure hope your Valentine’s Day was a lot more satisfying than mine. Once again, it was reduced to a virtual experience for me, long after both COVID and my alibi for a marriage had their expiration dates.  At least there’s someone in my life who actually wished that to me and meant it, which … Read more

For Me, #2026IsTheNew1968

For Me, #2026IsTheNew1968

Happy MLK Day to those who celebrate–if you don’t, you’re probably not someone who’d be inclined to be one of my readers anyway.  And no, it’s not about whether you might have racist tendencies or not–most of my loyal readers are anything but averse to a paid day off, or at bare minimum less traffic … Read more

It’s Now Apparently OK For Elected Officials To Say It.  Thanks A Lot, George Carlin.

It’s Now Apparently OK For Elected Officials To Say It. Thanks A Lot, George Carlin.

I’m still somewhat moral enough where more often than not I can’t quite bring myself to fully spell out the word f-ck, though you certainly won’t catch me refraining from using it.  I typically draw the line in public settings, which if you’ve been following anything that’s going on in Minneapolis or Dearborn lately makes … Read more

All Is Forgiven.  R.I.P.

All Is Forgiven. R.I.P.

I suppose I’m a tad luckier than most that I haven’t had to deal all that much with folks I know dying before their time.  When it has happened recently, I’ve tried to go out of my way to at least show up at their memorials if they are open to the public.  It’s called … Read more