“Folly, depravity, greed, mortal sin Invade our souls and rack our flesh; we feed Our gentle guilt, gracious regrets, that breed Like vermin glutting on foul beggars’ skin.” -Charles Baudelaire There is a plant that I walk by every day in the park I go to called jimson weed it…

“And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate Who in these realms of love, who by something blunt Who by avalanche, who by powder Who for his greed, who for his hunger And who shall I say is calling?” -Leonard Cohen As the narrative around covid-19 continues to morph…

The original title of this piece was Mix ’em, Match ’em, Trade ’em, Collect ’em and was published in July of 2021. I have since put that blog to rest(I hope it is not too upset.) You can read it here if you like. Since that time things have gotten…

That’s where we stay. All wrapped up in our little boxes fearing the outside, fearing change, fearing disruption. We are paralyzed by fear. Humans have been conditioned to stay in their lane and to view people who color outside the lines as a threat to their picture of reality. It…

This is a sideshow to the real event but I feel like it needs to be addressed. A friend of mine was hosting a guest from Thailand once and he invited us all over to meet him. He spoke pretty good English but had a problem with American names. He…

“How much we come to regret our inaction will be counted in corpses once the snow melts and the flowers poke through the turned dirt of freshly dug graves. Again.” -William Rivers Pitt Everyone I know is blithely and unconscionably pretending that Covid is over. We have talked about desperation…

“Your skull fucked little lives In shadows where you hide A life that was designed You’ve been cheated oh so blind.” Unkle — When Things Explode You would think that, with this title, that I am some sort of right wing type. That is not true. Liberals were bought out…

“And what rough beast, it’s hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born.” -W.B. Yeats — The Second Coming The quotes in this piece are from many sources. Some come from movies or songs or things I heard here and there. Some of them are mine but…

That was a phrase a friend of mine used to describe our situation. He added that no one you know is getting an invitation to dinner anytime soon. That is our lot. We are fodder. …