The cars on the highway line up. They tend to get stuck heading south, while those heading north only create their own issues. It’s all the same, but so am I, so who am I to say? Anything. How and why to fill the time is the mantra for the moment. The refrain and phrase … Continue reading A cry, but for what?
You’re A Real Girl, Harley
When I harp about my age, it’s not a cry of disappointment. It’s a badge of pride that I can remember things like the 3 versions of Michael Jackson: Little Michael and his brothers, singing about their ‘ABC’s’ and animatedly running horizontally with Shaggy, Velma and Scooby Doo. Michael going Off The Wall, being Bad, … Continue reading You’re A Real Girl, Harley
How Free Is Your Speech?
There is a populace fascinated with the Founding Fathers. I believe it’s because that’s as close to royalty as this county will ever come. Maybe that’s why we consume the steady diet of supermarket tabloid covers about the English royal family. For all the talk about respecting the wishes and intentions of those same Fathers; … Continue reading How Free Is Your Speech?
