What happens? Yesterday the news came that Minnesota Senator Amy Klobuchar dropped out of primary contention. The day before it was Pete Buttigieg, the former mayor of South Bend, Indiana who called a halt to his bid to be the candidate for the Democratic party. I assume both are throwing their support to former…
I grew up in the South. I am a drag racing fan, and in general, I get the appeal of motor sports, any motorsport. NASCAR has evolved into something, that in principle, has troubled me for a few years now. Over the years racing American manufactured cars, has evolved from a regional motor sport…
Welcome to the jungle, we’ve got fun and games We got everything you want honey, we know the names We are the people that can find whatever you may need If you got the money, honey we got your disease Have we been seduced into imagining that the day to day operation of government…
Yesterday I resolved to sort through a bankers box of archived materials, a good bit philosophy related, some personal photos from 5k runs that I enjoyed with family members, business related articles on sales saved on the merits of future usefulness….etc. The material represents the mosiac of my life. A 8×10 photo of “Animal…
I know that others have been invited. I’ve seen the invitation. I never expected to receive one myself. I have been invited by the President of the United States, Donald J. Trump to be a member of the Presidential Advisory Board, to help lead his 2020 grassroots support team. Perhaps upon my soon-to-be-filed 2019…
LET’S REMAKE AMERICA GREAT by Richard Blanco Yes: Let’s reshoot America as a fantasy, a 90’s TV show in clearblack and white, sponsored by Kent cigarettes, Wonder Bread,and good old-fashioned war, again. Let’s re-create the backlotsuburb with rows of five bedroom homes for every Wilsonand Johnson, walled by perfectly trimmed hedges, weedlesslawns, and at…
Again picked up the essay on political theory by Wendy Brown entitled, American Nightmare: Neoliberalism, Neoconservatism, and De-Democratization. Brown composed the essay in 2006. It is a dense read. I work to understand the collaboration, the alliance between Neoconservative minded people, who represent the family of my birth, and those Americans of a Neoliberal…
Sunday morning, a bitter cold morning with 7 degrees registering outside. I greeted another patron with “a good morning” who happened to be seated at an adjacent table. She mentioned that she was departing to walk to St Charles, which is some distance from this Starbucks here in Geneva. I was reminded that human…
How I Became a Madman (Prologue) by Kahlil Gibrand You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen,—the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives,—I ran maskless through…
Friday morning and I am not the only one who will not be reporting to the office. My usual Starbucks venue for coffee and writing was crowded. I left for another Starbucks, my plan B. So here I am, aware that my life is to change with retirement, the familiar routines of customer relations,…
