That Ol’Boy’s Club Ain’t What It Used To Be

To be a witness to history, to sit in one’s armchair and watch those monumental moments unfold before your very eyes are rare, though, admittedly, in today’s chaotic daily 3-ring circus that fact is sometimes lost, as we all bear witness to this difficult transition between an America that was, and the America that will be. Those fault lines, between diversity, about race, religion, creed, urban … Continue reading That Ol’Boy’s Club Ain’t What It Used To Be

Mad Men In Suits? I’ll Take Menopause, Thanx

Bit more honesty here, but when I first heard of these allegations that were made against Kavanaugh, when they were still anonymous, of something that had happened when he was a teenager, I admit, I was like, ok, this seems a bit suspicious.  Riding to work that day I thought of nothing else, going through it in my mind, of what I thought, and why, and … Continue reading Mad Men In Suits? I’ll Take Menopause, Thanx

Around The Corner From Where He Grew Up

That photograph of her, standing against that background of wood veneer, in her dark blue suit, blond hair, black-rimmed glasses, hand raised, eyes closed. It is seared, and every time I’ve come across it this morning it has stopped me cold. It is the very picture of bravery, for me, that photo is the very essence of it. Facing them, dredging up memories of some … Continue reading Around The Corner From Where He Grew Up

The Gentlemen Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks

Dear gawd, it’s like they’ve all gone completely bonkers, and Lindsey dear, this is YOUR circus, and those are YOUR monkeys.  A spectacle to behold, hissy fits at one another’s audacity to be sitting across from one another all day,  fixed in a pitched battle, red swollen jowls quivering in ire and privilege.  Yet, it is a heated thing, this he said, she said, and … Continue reading The Gentlemen Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks

Oh, Those Inconvenient Twists Of Fate

Well, yes, we have entered the twilight zone, I will certainly agree with Kavanaugh on that. So, ok, all started out rather innocently, flipping through the stories of the day and came across this little tidbit that I didn’t know, that, get this, both Rod Rosenstein and Brett Kavanaugh worked with Ken Starr during the Clinton years, well, shiver me timbers.  Fate? Maybe…irony? Just dessert? Both … Continue reading Oh, Those Inconvenient Twists Of Fate

Za Dudes Naked

So cute watching him up there on that stage, expounding on the miraculous success’ he has enjoyed since becoming the 45th of that once, and future, United States of America. And then a chuckle is heard throughout the crowd of world leaders at that gathering of those nations that sat before him, yes folks, laughter. Haha, literally, and a rumbling of more as discomfort grew … Continue reading Za Dudes Naked

Of Past And Future Tawdry Teenage Tales And The Train Wreck That Is Kavanaugh

Probably an old wives tale, but maybe it’s the granular element of truth that rings through, or of irony, one or the other, but I am reminded of that to live through interesting times is suppose to be a Chinese curse. Either or, the last number of days, weeks, who am I kidding, years now I guess, since the dry dignified commentary of an average … Continue reading Of Past And Future Tawdry Teenage Tales And The Train Wreck That Is Kavanaugh

The Hill Is Alive With The Sound Of Him Singing

Come bounding down the stairs at work this afternoon, bursting with it, big smile on my face, so blawdy happy the one other American born co-worker was there to tell. Yeah, so the whole not watching any vids after work didn’t go so well. I couldn’t help it, seriously. I mean, Manafort, cooperating “fully and truthfully” with Mueller, in a completely open-ended agreement, to testify, … Continue reading The Hill Is Alive With The Sound Of Him Singing