Month: April 2003
Nineteen Ninety Two
Posted on April 23, 2003 in Campaign 2004 Insurance
Now the Wimpocrats don’t want to raise health care as an issue because they say “it’s a loser cause”. They’re right.
Premature Monuments
Posted on April 23, 2003 in Folly Watch
When the present American system of government falls (and is replaced by a more democratic one), one of the first act of the new must be to erase all the names that were bought by wealthy lobbyists, especially of these living devils who set the stage with their appointments and their policies for the present era of war and terrorism.
No Subject at All(?)
Posted on April 22, 2003 in Book of Days Reflections
It’s no subject at all. It is silence. It’s the distraction and the illusion of content.
Cynicism’s True Nature
Posted on April 22, 2003 in Attitudes IRC/Chat
[20:46] [Songbird] Hey!!!!! you are cynical
Crop Rotation
Posted on April 22, 2003 in Blogging
Call this a time for crop rotation, a change of topics or just a rest.
Critique on Critiques
Posted on April 22, 2003 in Writing
I think it reflects a certain insecurity, an amateurishness, to raise a critique against a story to the effect that “it is too long to be a short story and too short to be a novel”.
The Courage of a Cat
Posted on April 21, 2003 in Book of Days Cats Silicon Valley
As my wife crouched for the snatch of the cat, Virginia mewed and whimpered. “How,” she asked in her feline tongue, “how can you make me eat that stuff?”
Politically Correct Easter
Posted on April 21, 2003 in Folly Watch Myths & Mysticism
Lynn and I suggested that instead of spewing out “Happy Resurrection Sunday”, they just say like the Orthodox do “Christ is Risen”.
Whistle….
Posted on April 21, 2003 in Irony & Sarcasm Pointers
Saddam Hussein’s Minister of Information declares war to be won.
Road Rage 2
Posted on April 20, 2003 in Evolution & Creation The Orange
The instructor gave me a blank, “thank you for sharing” look. As I sat back, I muttered to my seat mates “Well, there I’ve gone and upset all the Fundamentalists.”
The Neighbor in Zagreb
Posted on April 20, 2003 in Book of Days Travels - Past
The soldiers and others who carried guns openly never looked at me as I passed them. They could stop and hold a civilized chat. Not this man. His voice murdered us as we scurried across the courtyard….
Windmills and Tugboats
Posted on April 19, 2003 in Book of Days Childhood
Mom liked to sneak up on me and spray me with one of the sample bottles. “Now you smell like a girl,” she’d sneer. And I know that she secretly feared that I’d become one.
