Category Archives: writing

The 13th

It’s Friday again, the thirteenth day of the seventh month of the year two thousand and eighteen and we don’t need scary movies anymore nothing is more violent nothing is more vicious nothing is more inhumane nothing is scarier than … Continue reading

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Life, Death, & Food

Anthony Bourdain used food as a way of introducing America to people around the world, their history and culture. He let food speak for itself, and importantly, let people speak for themselves. Bourdain’s Hawaii episode was the first time many … Continue reading

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Hay For The Royal Horses

The villagers stood around screaming, “The village is burning” and there they were, standing around looking at the fire doing nothing but screaming. “Put this fire out now!!!” they demanded of the King who, far off in the distance was … Continue reading

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Let’s Sing A Song

Let’s sing a song for the dead let’s sing a song for the dying I want to hear more than just poor villagers crying let a chorus of cries ring out from sea to sea and we will fill oceans if … Continue reading

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And Still, We Wonder

A lot of people are angry at Trump. I’m not. I honestly have no feelings whatsoever regarding the man.   America is an empire with vicious foreign policy and the Donald is but one of many Caesars to rule. There were … Continue reading

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Guns Aren’t The Problem…

I grew up in a family of hunters. My grandfather killed an incredible number of deer during his lifetime, and he never needed more than a shot gun. He often used a bow. If I ever hunt again, it will … Continue reading

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And She Cried

There is an old woman whose husband had died and she cried and she cried and she cried and she cried   and then this old woman’s children all died and she cried and she cried and she cried and … Continue reading

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