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For anyone who decides at some point they want to know more, there is a particular cycle that begins, as the more we learn, the more we read, the more we understand – theories, ideas, philosophies, sciences, histories etc – the inevitable conclusion we come to is how much we do not know. So, when I began to wade into the shark invested waters of … Continue reading We

A Meander Through My Mind, Of Politics And Swamp Things, And Memories Of A Lake

Ever wanted to just stop what you’re doing and throw out all access to the internet, sell all your worldly possessions and move to the wilds, live in a cabin by a stream, turning your back on it all? Going somewhere so remote you CAN NOT access the internet? No cell service. Nada. I did it, the going to the wilds, not giving away ALL … Continue reading A Meander Through My Mind, Of Politics And Swamp Things, And Memories Of A Lake

Are We Watching The Rise Of A Tyrant And The Fall Of Democracy?

Over the last 24 hours it is like everyone just sort of went, wait a minute, who’s the real villain in this drama? Watching this descent into chaos and the fight for democracy, I mean, one minute were watching as Mueller outlines the real and grave concerns he has over election security, and the very next day we have McConnell striking down allowing a vote … Continue reading Are We Watching The Rise Of A Tyrant And The Fall Of Democracy?

The Politics Of Distraction, And Why The Republican Controlled Senate Is Doing Nothing To Protect U.S. Elections

In and around the dawns early light, I stumble out of bed and zombie walk to the door to let my old dog out, so she doesn’t pee on the floor. It’s my morning ritual, of late, from experience of mopping the floor when I fail to recognize the urgency in her cold nose when she wakes me, that I have seconds not minutes or … Continue reading The Politics Of Distraction, And Why The Republican Controlled Senate Is Doing Nothing To Protect U.S. Elections

To Be, Or Not To Be, A Torchbearer In The Dark, That Is The Question

Injustice for me is probably the single biggest triggers. Injustice is the thing that ignites something inside me that I have had burning since I was a young child, to watch as someone gets away with something that is morally wrong, not just criminal, not just a crime, but fundamentally manipulating circumstances to suit their own ends. You know, like rich people getting different justice … Continue reading To Be, Or Not To Be, A Torchbearer In The Dark, That Is The Question

My Divided Family, How I Deal With It And Where I Draw My Lines

Last time dad was up for a visit, my sister and I got into a discussion about dad and Trump and all this, and she was upset. Clearly upset, and confused, she was upset at this, my blog and what I was writing. Not only my writing really, but my writing in regards our father, and if I really thought he was racist? Did I … Continue reading My Divided Family, How I Deal With It And Where I Draw My Lines

Because It’s All About The Money, Honey, Cause It Washes Sin Clean

Ok, excuse me for my ignorance, but when did it become unpatriotic to disagree, to dissent, to challenge the status quo in America? Last time I checked, and correct me if I’m wrong on this, but isn’t that at the heart, the very acorn of the countries founding? You know, throwing tea into Boston harbour, taxation without representation, bunch of angry landowners rising up against … Continue reading Because It’s All About The Money, Honey, Cause It Washes Sin Clean

What Is Bred In My Bones, The Birds And The Bees, The Flowers, And Even The Trees

I suppose it’s an inherited thing, a legacy from generations of gardeners. Each of us with our own style, our own purpose, of our own time, beginning, that I know of with my Great-Great Aunt Jen. Now, one thing about this Great Aunt is that, like many ancestors of the time, her name was not actually ‘Jen’. No, instead her name was actually Judith Jane, … Continue reading What Is Bred In My Bones, The Birds And The Bees, The Flowers, And Even The Trees

Its All Ducky, Long As You Are Lucky Enough To Be Born Wealthy Duck

What’s that saying? If it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, it’s a duck? Yet, regardless of the evidence of one’s eyes, there wouldn’t be a saying if people were not inclined to still be led down the garden path. So, for some Americans, approximately 42% or so last count, when the duck walks like a duck, talks like a duck, and looks … Continue reading Its All Ducky, Long As You Are Lucky Enough To Be Born Wealthy Duck