United States
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No Hope in a Dope
Last night, the country elected to continue forward. And while I want to slap the faces of all my Republican friends, it’s hard not to feel sorry for them. There they are, all their morals and picket signs, wondering how their golden boy failed them miserably. All that money collected and spent, and still this Continue reading
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And I want to wake up in your white, white sun
The fireworks explode in the sky, sending their flares to smolder out another year. People drink their drinks and embrace their wicked passions should old acquaintance be forgot. On TV, the ratings skyrocketed as the militia moved into the country. People forget who they are sometimes. The hopeless have their gods and fictions to order Continue reading
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Why I Don’t Like Ron Paul
A friend of mine had the gall to say I was “nit-picking” reasons for disliking hating downright loathing Ron Paul. His reasons for liking him? He wants to end wars and end US dependency on other countries. I’m sure legalizing marijuana is somewhere in the mix, but one never uses that if one wants to Continue reading
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Sans Forgiveness
A creative writing professor once told a class, “You got to learn the rules before you can break them.” It’s true. How can you rebel against something you have no knowledge of? These days, kids just pretend to rebel. They hunger for revolution, praise anarchy. They have no knowledge of what either of these things Continue reading
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So Where Were You When the Towers Fell?
Like most things I cannot explain, I turn to the realm of fiction. However, rather than just leaving your with the last post, I’ll give you a sliver of reality – which, I did at the end. On 11 September 2001, I awoke to a world-wide change. Someone hit reboot on the system and the Continue reading
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It was featured in today’s newspaper
I used to call this place the happier parts of hell; like Mexico, we’re so far from Heaven. Last night Jyg had a dream that I was a clone – or clone-like. She dreamt there was three of me – the child, the teenager and the adult. We were on the run and Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 