Sure, NOW You’re Checking On Me.

Sure, NOW You’re Checking On Me.

Yes, I read the NEW YORK/CALIFORNIA POST, and I’m not ashamed to admit it.  Have been doing so since practically the moment I could read on my own, even long before Rupert Murdoch and family got their grubby little claws on it.  I love their sports coverage and I’m fascinated by how they use screaming … Read more

Word Of Advice, Don.  Focus On 42, Not 47.

Word Of Advice, Don. Focus On 42, Not 47.

Once again, any sincere attempt to separate media and politics was made impossible by the current administration.  After all, on a day when they knew millions of Epstein Files were being flooded like raw sewage and runoff that included a whole bunch of incideniary stuff and when Brett Ratner’s grifted work release project was being … 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

Here’s At Least One Voice Worth Amplifying.  Your Turn Now.

Here’s At Least One Voice Worth Amplifying. Your Turn Now.

Whenever these musings turn political I know I’m veering into territory that makes many of my existing and aspirational readers uncomfortable.  And while I confess there’s a lot I still don’t know about this so-called “content creation” world I do know enough that being authentic and true to your beliefs is critical to making any … Read more

The Newest KKK.  Arguably Scarier Than The Last.

The Newest KKK. Arguably Scarier Than The Last.

Since I decided to immerse myself in whatever one might dub this series of musings, I have learned that ofttimes there are really only two basic kinds of responses to whatever has happened to inspire them–you laugh or you cry.  I frequently use what I consider to be humor to deflect from some of the … Read more

Barack To The Future?

Barack To The Future?

The fat farting fuhrer is on the warpath again.  (Literally). Fiddlesticks, or something to that effect that also begins with the same letter. Once again, for reasons best known only to him and perhaps his dark web chat buds, he has chosen to disrupt a perfectly dull and dreary stay-at-home weekend, a truth pretty much … Read more