So, there was an election a week ago. I voted in it, I watched the results. A man won the election without winning the popular vote. And it doesn’t seem like more than six people in our nation of over 300 million are willing to have a rational conversation about it. Some folks seem to […]Read more "So…There Was An Election"
I’ve read all of the web fury over Starbucks’ red holiday cup, and it’s truly made me stop and say… …”Wait…Starbucks offers different colored cups at Christmas?” I don’t go to Starbucks. I mean, I have gone to Starbucks before…I’ve physically been in one, and I think I’ve actually bought a cup of coffee in one. […]Read more "Starbucks Has Red Cups?"
Japanese sedans glisten in perfectly-edged driveways. Black, white silver, manicured lawns between. Nearly identical houses line cutely-named streets. White, beige or red door; mailboxes all the same. Monstrous TV’s hanging on neutral-colored walls. Tan, cream, taupe, the same in every house. Conformist faces scowl at different-thinking people. Black, white or yellow, they aren’t welcome here. […]Read more "Suburbia"
I’ve lived in the suburbs for three years. When we moved to Florida we found a house large enough for us, in a good school district, in a “good neighborhood,” and moved right in. It didn’t take long for us to realize we didn’t like it. I’ve been telling people “I learned I’m not a […]Read more "I’m Not a Suburbanite"
Working where I work is like wearing Scotch-Brite underwear. Irritating. Uncomfortable. Discourages any real exertion. The intolerance here is epic. Salaried professionals can’t set their own schedule because the nanny-police complain to management. Management listens to the nanny-police, rather than telling them to get back to work. Folks who talk are reminded of “Cube Etiquette.” […]Read more "June Thirteenth, Friday"