War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Ground fog, but clear skies this early Friday morning along California’s northern coast, and it feels like it’s a warmer, too. buffoon Should be a good weekend up here, but back eastward it’s way-Arctic-cold for the upcoming holiday weekend and President Obama’s double-billed second inauguration — he takes the oath of office on Sunday in…
Wet, chilly and highly-gothic here on California’s northern coast this Saturday evening, drizzling rain since early on, creating a sad, thoughtful sense of purpose. Surfing the news sites seeking attention for my seemingly near-insatiable, up-to-the-second addiction for current events, apparently life seemingly has flat-lined as we crawl out from under the hideous holiday season —…
Or maybe it’s that fat-ass guy in the red costume: “You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inert, so hopelessly dependent on the system that they will fight to protect it. Were you listening to me, Neo, or were you looking at…
Drizzling rain this morning along California’s northern coast, with a slight touch of some ground fog, but the air feels warm — which is what really counts. Wet and cold don’t mix. This morning’s storm has apparently ended its series run on a quieter note: “The winds will be much lighter than over the weekend.…
Clear as a bell this election-day morning here along California’s northern coast with a half moon hung high in the heavens — the sound of the Pacific rolls easily to the ears. Not so across the US as polling stations open and Americans ready themselves to press the lever, bringing to an end a long,…
(Illustration found here). Last night’s presidential debate between President Obama and Mitt Romney was a fun-fest, stomp-nosed look at how ludicrous US politics has become, but did allow at last a small peek into how vast and empty the GOP challenger — Romney’s camp may now give more than a shit about fact-checkers. In that…
Dishonest with a smile. (Illustration found here). From the Washington Post yesterday afternoon: Paul Ryan visited a soup kitchen here Saturday on his way to the airport, but by the time the GOP vice presidential nominee and his family had arrived shortly before noon, the grits, sausage and doughnuts had been served, the hall was…
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…
A notable rant of ugly truth: Good honest hard-working people … white collar, blue collar it doesn’t matter what color shirt you have on. Good honest hard-working people continue, these are people of modest means … continue to elect these rich cocksuckers who don’t give a fuck about you. They don’t give a fuck about…
Friday finally and what a week — life don’t suspend itself, however, just because Saturday and Sunday is time off. Shit has no clock. Early this morning, poo poo is still blowing across the Middle East, still flowing from Mitt Romney’s mouth, but out in the blackness of deep space, earth again dodged a bad-shit…
