I am an unlikely mountaineering fan. I could never make it up a mountain and would never try. Altitude affects me, for one and for two, I'm too lazy to train that hard and just not that interested in actually doing it. But that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the commitment and the . . .
"I don't agree with global warming." Seriously? Are you a scientist? Do you have empirical evidence? Is there a vote that I'm unaware of? When Isaac Newton discovered gravity, did the populace say they didn't "agree" with it? When Crick and Watson found DNA, did we vote on it? When . . .
We're in the long lead-up to our next presidential election and the bullsh-t has begun to fly. Presidents are skillful slingers of the cow patty; consider how Bush #2 threw the bullsh-t devised by Dick Cheney and his ilk. Ilk. Not elk. We already know Cheney isn't so good with a shotgun. Well, . . .
I can't hold back any longer. There is nothing more specious as this rah-rah belief that Donald Trump and his business (ahem) skills will bring jobs back to America. You know, those plants and jobs that manufacturers have moved to Mexico, the Philippines, China --you name it. People who believe . . .
As much as I can't stand all the crazies of electioneering, it's been hard to miss the good, the bad and the ugly of candidates making their push to be our next president. Donald Trump's star is fading as I write this, something that's long overdue. His smirks and unprofessional facial expressions . . .
Regular readers know that I'm a fan of Donald Trump--as an entertainer. As a politician? Not so much. In fact, not at all. The Donald is very big on platitudes and reassurances, but quite short on specifics and plans. In fact, he has none. "We can fix it!" he claims over and over. But there's no . . .
To mount a Presidential campaign these days, you need just two people: a candidate and a wealthy donor. Or, in Trump’s case, just one: he is his own billionaire. And he is the unadorned face of American politics. ~Amy Davidson writing in the New Yorker While the first Republican debate . . .
Donald Trump Deprive a fire of oxygen and it will be snuffed out. Deprive the the bombastic Donald Trump of media coverage and he will disappear into oblivion. Which is where he belongs. Blaming the media completely for this. Media, stop giving him air time and he will go away. The entire K . . .
It's hard to avoid some of the illogical, hysterical or sometimes just plain hateful social media posts about gay marriage. The haters. The hate. I get what it's about. It's about fear. For some reason, when another lives a life unlike ours, some of us feel our own way of life is threatened. I . . .
A friend of mine had an essay about surviving after divorce published on HuffPo yesterday and became the target of many, many troll attacks in the comments and also on Twitter. Some super-ugly attacks. This post isn't about her piece, so I won't link it. This post IS about the sense of entitlement . . .