War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Clear and a bit chilly this late-afternoon Sunday here in California’s Central Valley — no matter how you look at it, in the morning we’ll face another Monday. If we survive the night, that is … And adding fuel to a shitlist of ugly shit from that stinky piece of shit, the T-Rump, the last…
Drizzling rain this early-evening Saturday here in California’s Central Valley — supposedly a few days of wet ahead. A good thing considering wildfires, drought, and such I haven’t posted much lately. Even if you just half-assed follow the news, you’d still come to grips/understand the anti-creative horror of what we’re endearing. And if you pay…
(Image: ‘Vibrant Emotional Art,’ generated by AI, and found here.) Early-evening Sunday here in California’s Central Valley. The day before the shit hits the fan in real-time, and in an official capacity — no longer talk but shitty action. Tomorrow morning at nine Pacific Standard Time — noon in DC — the T-Rump will be…
Bright, though, already fading sunshine this late-afternoon Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley. And from all indications while out in the backyard just a while ago taking a couple of tokes on the old pipe, the air was really, real still with hardly any wisp of wind — what breeze there was felt chilled, stipulating…
Overcast and getting darker this early-evening Sunday here in California’s Central Valley, a foggy impending conclusion to a rather beautiful, sunshine-filled day, though, a bit on the chilly side. In tolerable levels well beyond any required whine, however. Posting off a rather nice feature I read this afternoon on Jimmy Carter, whose funeral is upcoming,…
Drizzling-misty rain and cold this late afternoon Friday here in California’s Central Valley — wet, chilled weather seemingly for the times. First post in two weeks, and only the sixth since election day. Shitty, but I’ve not had anywhere-near an overwhelming desire to write/postulate/or wax whatever about our current, real-time experience. One which seemingly already…
Cold and foggy this late-afternoon Friday here in California’s Central Valley — although there’s still some daylight flickering, it’s a gloomy, dark-shadowed end to another work week in this festered era of non-seasonal melancholy. Seemingly, this year’s tule fog version is worse, thicker, and deeply damp — join the festivities. This is my first post…
Thick-colorless, gloomy-rainy skies bathed in a downer-gray, ash-flavored ambiance this late-afternoon Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley. A few words right up front guaranteed to immediately bring you right down. However, young Neil begs to differ: One of my favorite go-to-sad-fun songs for now going on 50 years. Snarky-righteous Young jokes in his intro on…
Clear-blue skies and plenty of sunshine this late-afternoon Monday here in California’s Central Valley — the beautiful outside is way-tempered by chilled-ass wind bursts, which conspired with mid-50s temps to create in real-time/real-life the first ‘cold-as-shit‘ day of the year. In my view, anyway, a seasonal quick adjustment from fried-heat of a seemingly never-ending summer…
(Illustration out front: Edvard Munch‘s ‘The Scream,’ lithograph version, found here.) This early-evening Wednesday is still too premature to adequately address the absolute horror shock from this morning. I turned out the lights last night before going to bed, even after re-checking CNN for further election update results (as a stress-reducer of sorts, I’d been watching “Castle”…
