Took a road trip to Woodstock yesterday to see my good friend Jimmy Vivino lead a stage full of brilliant musicians, (including Garth Hudson and Levon Helm), through four hours of soul enriching music at the Midnight Ramble…life’s good. Fuck South Carolina!
Not unlike the prostitute’s lament in the 1930‘s Cole Porter standard from the poorly received, The New Yorkers, our politics, ergo our government, ergo our mindset has become a blatant lap dance for cash: to get candidates noticed and elected; to insure candidates’ votes on legislation; to influence constituents with factually-challenged…
I checked…really…and absolutely nothing worth talking about happened this week.
I guess I didn’t always abhor the ‘holiday season’. I certainly remember being swept up in the merriment, (I was a featured performer in the Noble Elementary School Christmas Pageants of 1953, ’54 and ’55 after all), I relished the extended school vacation, and I had relatively normal expectations for…
There will probably be no ticker-tape, (do they still have ticker-tape?), parades or jubilant celebrations in town squares, or bombastic orations on victory or the necessity of might. Yet, the tragic loss of life and the trauma of injury, both physical and mental must not be minimized and the bravery…
I believe that we’re at least one extra terrestrial intervention away from having any chance at substantially reversing the tide of our humanly absurd behavior, and I also and wholeheartedly believe that politics of any ilk is not the answer to any question, but Newt…really? Newt, whose bullying tactics are…
To: Santa Claus North Pole Dear Santa, If you’re really there, and if this minimally-addressed letter actually finds its way to you, and if you even take the time to read it, (in lieu of delegating the task to some grumpy elf), and if I haven’t mistaken your purview…
Like many of you, I’m well into my third day of reheated servings of the traditionally yummy remains of Thursday’s gorge-fest. I’m also a week into a relatively non-stop hug-a-round with my two favorite little people and their mom. And…the weather today was pushing 80 requiring no defrosting or shoveling…
Something happened, right? I mean, we’re here…unless we’re all simply figments of Rod Serling’s imagination. In fact, our minuscule brains can’t begin to comprehend The Creation any more than say, the popularity of Dancing With the Stars. So, we have made up any number of ridiculous scenarios, banded together in self-righteous congregations and chosen…
The world as we know it will end because of TB. Not tuberculosis…True Believers. Human evolution has diddled with our mobility, the use of our extremities, language skills, (at least in some of us), and various voluntary and involuntary reflexes. What hasn’t evolved in any way is our primordial fear…