War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Lost in all the political donkey/elephant shit spewed last week over the presidential debate, and, yesterday’s right-wing absurd silliness about the drop in the employment rate, was this, which should-have-been a headline-grabbing horror: “We know Arctic sea ice is declining faster than the models predict,” Mann told the Guardian at the SXSW Eco conference in…
Quiet and overcast this Friday morning along the peaceful Pacific’s northern California shore — the weekend is upon all of us, more so than others. Politics and this particular work-week has worn my tired ass way out. Maybe and most-likely, the big news byte today will be Mitt Romney’s change of heart, or the percentage…
Dense fog is back along California’s northern coast, creating a sense of depression, gothic-sadness and a feeling it’s foggy all over da world. Lede from Bloomberg this early morning screamed volumes: Where has this Mitt Romney been? And where did that Barack Obama come from? One wonders. And ponders the obvious — Sucker-punch this: Comedian…
Another beautiful early morning here on California’s northern coast, still again with bright stars twinkling in the sky — after weeks and seemingly months of fog, these last few days have been neat. And warm, too, causing me sometimes to forget were I’m at. Beyond this euphoric weather, the big story this morning is what…
Another gorgeous early morning up here on California’s northern coast with stars glittering the sky and the waning moon still pulsating with light — supposed to be another warm day, the high expected to be ’72,’ which for us is like 102 elsewhere. Across the spectrum, though, life is a bitch, or whatever. President Obama…
Another freakin’ Monday no matter how you look at it — clear skies again along California’s northern coast with stars twinkling and the near-full moon hanging like a bright eye-hole in the sky. Although the serene scene where I’m located runs opposite to shit happening all over — more NATO troops die in Afghanistan, Iraqis…
Bright, clear, way-early morning along California’s northern coast — the full moon like a white light pouring bright from a circular pin-prick in the sky. Creates a memory byte from the opening moments of the first ‘Matrix,’ a flashlight burns onto the screen, quickly forcing Trinity to kick some copper-headed ass. In actuality, machine-controlled life…
Stuff you just hate when you get up in the morning — no cigarettes anywhere, no coffee, no clean clothes, an ex with a nasty landline-phone message, and the laptop acting like a twisted-up asshole. This morning it was the latter. And this stuff I just don’t understand how it happens — closed everything down…
Middle-of-the-week and time just keeps on keeping on. Opposite asshole bit of the week — US kids are too fat to kill other people. In a new report called, “Still Too Fat to Fight,†some retired military 1 per-centers whine young obese Americans are endangering national security: “It’s clear to us that our military readiness…
Clear skies again this morning, seemingly-like creating a trend — now three days in a row where I can actually see the sun come up without the silly fog. And here on California’s northern coast, the sound of the nowhere-peaceful Pacific can heard roaring through the air. A check on the news seems to produce…