War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Sunshine and a bit of warmth here this late-afternoon Sunday here in California’s Central Valley. One of the better, nicer days in the last couple of weeks — a bit of rain along with the seasonal return of the valley’s winter plague, ‘tule fog,‘ has made most of this month’s weather a bit on the…
In the ripple pool off my 75th birthday last Wednesday — my post here on the ludicrous, noted event — one of the offshoots was Henry Kissinger kicking the bucket that day, too. He joins a small, select group who have passed on my birthday (my most-favorite Beatle George Harrison, 2001; an early crush, Natalie…
Weekend is upon us again — however, Friday is not on my mind during, let’s say, last Wednesday. Shit really doesn’t have to make sense to comply with all rules and regulations. Yesterday, though, was a porous news day with the awful-asshole T-Rump festering in the headlines and all in a good way. Even as…
Just near-sleep-scrolling through the InterWebs the last couple of days without the energy, drive, or literary desire to post on anything, from all our environments, be it one-sided horror politics, genocidal war, or the-becoming hothouse weather. Reality nowadays is wretched. So far today, the only real pass-along item I spied is a deep-dive into the…
Sunshine and warm skies this late-afternoon Monday here in California’s Central Valley — once again, a day in the life. News nowadays makes me more than a little depressed. I doomscroll the InterWebs seeking ideas for a post and get so shitty-assed gloomy I don’t want to set at the laptop and write. Over the…
Once again sunshine and well-warm temperatures this late-morning Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley — and one more episode of a pre-summer’s encounter with quickly-approaching summer. In the trough of news cycling today through the InterWebs already, one on the popular backburner is media itself, especially journalism and the future of news reporting. In the…
Sunshine amidst billowing, white clouds this late-afternoon Thursday here in California’s Central Valley — reportedly some nice weather (i.e., sunshine and warmth) for the coming weekend and beyond. As they say, about time. Doomscrolling the news (you don’t have to seek bad, ugly news, it’s everything, everywhere, all at once), I came across a couple…
Despite some drizzling rain, I voted this morning — cast my ballot in probably the most-influential election in my lifetime, and the exuberance at the polling station was viable and democracy-laden heartfelt. The place was crowded and I felt a Democratic flair in the air. Everybody was happy and doing their civic duty. You could…
Weekend is slow to the news cycle this Saturday afternoon. Still, politics continue to blare itself onto the media, thusly onto us the doomscrolling addicts of bad shit, but for now, most of that nasty shit is everywhere — you don’t have to really search. A glimmer of yesteryear in the act from the political…
(Artwork by Amina Sallam, and found here.) Another fine autumn late afternoon here in California’s Central Valley and a good end to the weekend, weather-wise. In the sense of happy days, though, it’s all pretty much gone to shit. Although outside there are clear skies and sunshine, inside there’s an ominous, unhealthy tint to the…
