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A Note From the Planet
Hello, it’s me…your planet. I usually stay out of your politics, but things have gotten so out of hand I feel the need to communicate with you directly. My usual methods of talking to you symbolically through exploding symptoms (in the same way your body signals you with health symptoms), don’t seem to be getting … Continue reading
Hairballs Unite
I think the regurgitated hairball is right. The election is rigged. For some reason the media favors intelligent, qualified women over oafish gropers. Continue reading
Laughing Bird Mountain
I’m hiking up the McDowell Mountains this morning as the sun wakes up, trying to clear my head after mistakenly watching the ugliness of the morning news. Nothing but hate, controversy, possible corruptness, childishness, you name it. Being a couple of miles east of Scottsdale, AZ, the mountains repose in peaceful tranquility except for a … Continue reading
The Missing Issue
Picture representing last night’s speech So at a time of melting glaciers and ice caps (those well-placed freezers that help keep us cool in the temperate middle), acidic and warming oceans, sea levels on the rise, coral reefs turning brittle and dying, depleted fish populations, global forest fires, dwindling fresh water supplies, unprecedented species annihilation, … Continue reading
Orlando
You can educate, you can preach, you can hope to prevent, but you can’t control hate. You can only control access to assault weapons. They have no place in a decent society. Continue reading
Make America Balanced Again
America probably hasn’t been balanced since the natives ran the place, back when nature dominated the day and people lived within its guidelines. Since then it’s been focused on extravagant greatness instead of improving society. Maybe the superhero movies are at fault, created for the mentality of the teenage boy, because that’s the mentality so … Continue reading
Animals Anonymous – A One Act Play, Take Two
Reposting an old post in honor of Mother’s Day. Setting: The small drab auditorium of an old elementary school or church. Our hero stands at the podium addressing a sorry-looking bunch of mild-mannered men hunched over in their metal folding chairs. Our Hero: Hi, I’m a recovering animal. A chorus of grumbling Hello’s and Welcomes … Continue reading
