Struwwelpeter for Adults

Morning Correspondence

It’s been disheartening watching Donald Trump ruin the United States. Made even more so by seeing MAGA’s almost rapturous acquiescence and support of his vile acts against the nation.

At least initially. Before his degradation started affecting the deplorables. As much as the scab is making vast numbers of Americans suffer and fret, there is enjoyment to be derived from increasingly discomforted MAGAs coming to the realization they too are in the manure pile. Continue reading Morning Correspondence →

Observed, Tales Out of School

Blind and Toothless

Had those students who established opposing enclaves on college campus in the aftermath of Hamas’ murder, rape, kidnapping spree of October 7th, 2023, somehow had it in their minds they would recreate and update the 1960s and 70s Days of Rage?

Having learned the lesson of history, did they do so having misunderstood it? Continue reading Blind and Toothless →

Observed, Tales Out of School

This Deranged Freight Train Has no Brakes

If you’re like me, you too must’ve been astounded at events that occurred on the morning of October 7th, 2023.

Before authorities became censorious and excised, pixelated, or froze graphic videos, security camera raw feeds from Israel were the 21st century versions of what we may imagine warfare was like during the antique. No quarter given. Wanton slaughter delivered as cruelly as possible. Continue reading This Deranged Freight Train Has no Brakes →

Baboon America, Struwwelpeter for Adults, Tales Out of School

Stop Your Sobbing

Anyone who’s articulate, can hold his or hers debating knew right off the bat once American society succumbed to political correctness, going way overboard by making “trigger words” valid knew our nation would plunge into a semantic sump. Continue reading Stop Your Sobbing →

Baboon America, Great Books, Struwwelpeter for Adults

Sunset on the Susceptible

What’s possibly the best word in the German language?

Schadenfreude.

Venomously translated it means “taking pleasure in another’s misfortune.”

And while there’s plenty of that available now, over the next three years there will be more. Much more. Continue reading Sunset on the Susceptible →

Agitprop/Propaganda

Why Should We Fight?

For any Americans knowledgeable of our nation’s history, the first quarter of the 21st century begs again asking the same questions raised in 1917 and 1941: Why should black Americans (as well as other non-Anglos and women) bother serving in our nation’s armed forces? Why should we defend the United States? Continue reading Why Should We Fight? →

Quarropas

Foundation

Visited Quarropas, New York, in early June. Hadn’t been back to my hometown since relocating to Las Vegas, Nevada, 12 years ago.

I figured now was the time because shortly every reason to return may be gone. I still have a few best buddies there. But this year they turn 65. I have no idea what their financial situations are and didn’t ask. However, I suspect each has one foot out the door for Florida.

No way I can express how terrific it was to see people who knew me as I was becoming who I am, and seeing those who I knew when they were on the way to becoming the adults they are. Seeing how we’ve transformed might’ve astounded us then. Ah, probably not.

I will not be seeing them in the Gator State. Continue reading Foundation →

South America

Del Submarino a las Películas

Stepping into the low degrees of a Selknam night had Lisa McKenzie-McKenzie and Matt Pfarrer bundling inside heavy coats PDQ. He yanked his watch cap from a coat pocket and rolled it down his ears. Like any magician pulling a rabbit out of her tophat, McKenzie Squared jerked a trapper hat from somewhere then set it deeply upon her head. Had the flaps been any longer both would’ve draped her chest.

When they exhaled or spoke, their breath condensed.

Seeing her headgear, Pfarrer asked, “Is that your Sergeant Preston of the Yukon hat? Can dogsleds be far away?”

McKenzie Squared made a face. The kind that showed what she thought of his weary jibe. Continue reading Del Submarino a las Películas →

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