Missing White Girl Syndrome. This country’s got it bad. A pretty young blonde goes missing and that’s all we can talk about. In the meantime, young Lauren Not a White Woman Cho, went missing in Yucca Valley, California last June. No massive manhunt. Not even a blip on the news. Nothing to see here, move… Continue reading Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should
I never meant to cause you any sorrow, I never meant to cause you any pain
Jon Gruden. Talk about screwing the pooch. Let me help you out. Coach, sorry, you’re a racist. And a bigot. And kind of an ass. And that’s really too bad. You screwed up twice. Once when you thought that kind of language was ok to use and the second time when you resigned. What? Yep.… Continue reading I never meant to cause you any sorrow, I never meant to cause you any pain
Jackass will jump and bray
It’s time to address the stupid in the room. The stupid is real and the stupid is strong. As of this morning 719,674 Americans have died of COVID. There have been 44,490,897 cases. 13% of the population have gotten it, including yours truly. The percentage of the overall population that have gotten it and died… Continue reading Jackass will jump and bray
Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
But alas… Everyone is up in arms about this racist tweet. 1. It is racist 2. Its uses racist dog whistle language. We are all running in circles over this, but I put forth a different hypothesis. While it is racist, we all know that if you ask him he’ll tell you he’s not a… Continue reading Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone
Here is a strange and bitter crop
We are going to be on the same subject for a while. Mostly because it’s not solved and there is an entire faction in this world that thinks it is solved. It’s not. There’s another post coming about the police but today we’re talking about Kaepernick. I was a huge fan. I thought the 49ers… Continue reading Here is a strange and bitter crop
I can’t sleep, ’cause my bed’s on fire
Two weeks ago a young black man was shot and killed in Walnut Creek. He was 24 years old, suffering from mental illness. He’d gone off the rails and was threatening his family. He had a 4 foot pry bar in his hand. And a Budweiser. His grandmother called the police and then his mother… Continue reading I can’t sleep, ’cause my bed’s on fire
I felt a little like a dying clown
There is always more to the story than we know. The Gulf of Tonkin, it’s the alleged attack on a US warship by the Viet Cong which was the impetus for the escalation of US involvement in Viet Nam. Didn’t happen. Hyperbole. Watch the Fog of War where Robert McNamara openly says it didn’t happen.… Continue reading I felt a little like a dying clown
My own beliefs are in my song
There is a yellow one that won’t accept the black oneThat won’t accept the red one that won’t accept the white oneAnd different strokes for different folks I am in a discussion right now with a black man who is disgusted that my company has come out in support of HB 5. All major real… Continue reading My own beliefs are in my song
Take my tears and that’s not nearly all
I’m not sure when reason left us. I always joke that I am a Libra and that makes me wishy washy. Actually Libras are based in justice and balance. There are only a few things that I can’t see both sides of. Child and animal abuse. Thievery. That’s about it. I actually understand while someone… Continue reading Take my tears and that’s not nearly all
Send me away with the words of a love song
At the end of 2016 everyone was complaining about what a crap year it was. Well, I’d take 2016 back in a heartbeat right now. Two days ago I had to put Rita to sleep. It was one of the five worst days of my life. The day I lost my father. The day I… Continue reading Send me away with the words of a love song