I’ve found myself immune to the evils concocted by “Those Who Seek Control” ever since I did my own research and figured out that the world is run by a cabal of Satan-worshiping pedophiles. With space lasers, with which they start forest fires.
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“Winning” for the sake of winning seems an eternal curse. Sometimes we fail to consider just what our “victory” has netted us. And often, once we’ve vanquished our adversaries, we go in search of another. In the absence of a clear outside enemy, we tend to turn on ourselves.
Curious, ain’t it?, that those most given to bashing the “lamestream media” rarely if ever include Fox News in that category. Judging by its ratings, Fox is about as main/lamestream as it gets.
It’s just name-calling, and it tells us more about the name-caller than whatever he may be...
Without getting into a nature v. nurture debate, it’s all of a piece with how we fellows are more given to “making our mark” on the world, for better or worse, whatever the etiology. We boys, in general, have a far greater need to “win.”
People have their own individual experiences, which color their perceptions of themselves and their place in the world. But this “speaking my own truth” thing, which may have once had its place in the minds of reasonable people, quickly deteriorated into a mindless dismissal of anything a person...
People think ’50s, I think, because, 1.) most of those people weren’t alive then so what they know of it is mostly what the Fantasy Factory has told them, and, 2.) architecture and interior designs dating from a couple decades or more earlier were more in evidence in 1956 than what was built in...
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I’d like to think that this type of development has had its day, but when I see the sprawl that goes on for miles and miles, new houses going in all the time, one development not unlike the next one, I gotta acknowledge that that day has yet to pass. Car-centric, indeed. Those places...
I’m sure I’ve mentioned before that when I was a young fellow I lived in a very close-in neighborhood, in one of those districts commonly called “the inner-city” back then (which was code for various things), because that was where the inexpensive housing was. These days I live in the suburbs...
As to lawns ...
The greater Denver area is having its wettest springtime since 1944. It’s greener here than I’ve seen it in my nearly seven years here. No need for sprinklers. Yet.
But with this exception, a grass lawn here requires more than a little supplemental water. Xeriscaping is...
I can cite numerous anecdotes of taxi operators taking a huge hit since Uber and Lyft and other transportation services came onboard.
Taxicabs used to be the primary way by which blood and human tissue moved from blood bank to hospital and hospital to hospital. Taxicabs were used by hotels and...
What’s feasible in small-town Maine plainly isn’t in the major cities and their metropolitan areas, where the large majority of us live these days.
Economies of scale are real. I’m guessing there are somewhere in the neighborhood of 350 million mouths to feed in this country, if we include the...
Ever ridden in a taxicab? Bought produce at the supermarket?
If so, chances are excellent you have supported that which you find morally objectionable.
Being of the struggling class myself (not a single wealthy person in my family tree), my perspective on these matters isn’t far removed from...
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