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I Hate You!

The ‘H’ word.  You know, the one toddlers pick up early on from familial and peer conversations, quickly embracing the power, despite, or perhaps emboldened by passionate reprimands for its overtly uncompromising assertion.  Let’s face it, humans are programmed to hate, individually, in ethnic and socio-economic groups, logically or otherwise: authority,…

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Mommy?

So…nuclear war did not ensue, (yet).  As a matter of fact, with regard to the “biggest-greatest-summit-of-all-time”, the meeting between the smirking, despot and the Korean guy, (too harsh?), resulted in no substantial ensuementof any kind. Not that the week was without its moments of international import…we did throw Canada, (I had…

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Bad Hair Day

In two days, (I’m thinking that if there’s anybody around in the future to read a chronicle of the event, it has to be nicknamed ‘Bad Hair Day’), the sideshow comes to Singapore and the entire world will focus on two insignificant, (albeit, potentially civilization-ending), crackpots who will match wits,…

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Barr None

Roseanne is not stupid.  Somewhere in her history, she was exposed to and then fully embraced a separatist, racially intolerant view of the world.  This week, enabled by the Tweeter-in-Chief, she knowingly, albeit “jokingly”, went too far for the sensitivity of the current Disney stewardship, (having boldly come a long…

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O Say…

Remember the Tea Party, (the real one, in Boston, not the anti-American, racist-inspired one of late)?  Remember when freedom of speech and an individual’s First Amendment rights took precedence over anyone else’s irrational desire to stifle them? Remember when the United States of America was a homogeneous amalgam of immigrants who…

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Face Time

Some snidely publicist once offered a variation on the notion that, “There’s no such thing as bad publicity!”  Well, I could cite a number of instances, Bill Cosby, for one, that would prove him or her wrong, (not that that would prompt a refund or even a lessening of the…

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Mom

One of my Mom’s final wishes was to fill out her absentee ballot for the 2016 election, “So that that Wilde Chaya, (wild animal), shouldn’t get elected!”  I helped her do that, but, sadly, it wasn’t enough to carry Michigan. My Mom was a hoot. She was the youngest of nine,…

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By the Numbers

Those of you who know me, understand how deeply I’m committed to the belief that our pasts, presents and futures are numerologically predetermined.  Also, those of you who know me, understand that that statement is pure bullshit. Sure, I’m fascinated by Fibonacci’s sequence and the mystery of pi and the number…

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How?

The thing about the worst periods of human history is, that in hindsight, even with the Google-able assistance of the most reliable empirical data, how the rise of the cruelest despots and those that followed them to wreak pain and misery on their chronologically reachable world, is so psychologically difficult…

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No Foolin’

I was considering changing salt for sugar in y’alls’ kitchens, but I realized I didn’t possess the Santa Claus mojo to accommodate the travel portion of the program, nor do I ever say “y’all”, so…this. I’m perplexed by many things.  I hate that!  I am a true black and white…

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