Mournful Morning

Early in the morning can be a most-depressing place, at least viewing the state of the US, the world and my own self. Watching the news for insomniacs on ABC, the images float past of nothing but cow shit at best — from Jerry Sandusky to Bashar al-Assad, lying, perverted assholes, shitheads in their own…

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Monday Once Again

Monday again and after not posting any freakin’ thing over the weekend, the catch-up is on the bun, or words to that effect. And the world continues to twirl away toward oblivion without so much as a pause, rendering this truism in our memory hole: If you want to make something memorable, you first have…

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Horror!

What a drag! When I got up this morning, switched on the laptop, pulled up CNN and saw that Scott Walker had eventually won in Wisconsin, a wailingly-loud, horrible, throat-clutching scream wanted to flee my lips — at 3:30 a.m., though, some real shit would have hit the fan. And on top of the noise,…

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Up In Smoke

Ballot-box day across the US, including a primary right here in California and a nasty knock-down-drag-out fight in Wisconsin — 100-percent 24-hour political cycle. Four other states — Montana, New Jersey, New Mexico, South Dakota — are also holding primaries, but it’s all for show as President Obama and Mitt Romney have already cleared their…

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To-morrow, To-morrow…

Obvious the strange, though, deviations are not that unfamiliar. In the wake last week of some nefarious-images of face eating and kitten strangling, the entire human system appears to be heading off into a bad direction in which there’s no happy ending. As people we tend to see tomorrow, or the future, in a sense…

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400 PPM — RIP

Celestial crazy continued yesterday in New York City with “Manhattanhenge” — the rare, though not unheard of phenomenon when a setting sun perfectly aligns itself with the Manhattan street grid and invoked native daftness: “Taxi cabs and cars were all slowing down trying to figure out what these crazy New Yorkers were doing looking West…

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History Repeats

In the wake of last weekend’s big NATO Afghan pow-wow, the war in Afghanistan has to be considered finished, kaput, wiping-hands-clean, get-the-shit-out-of-Dodge over with and a debacle for history scholars. Except for the Afghan people: Aleema, a sad-eyed girl in ragged clothes, is one of the 447,547 “internally displaced persons” who have fled their homes,…

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