Is it time that someone leveled with humanity and gave it some unapologetic and much needed honesty? Is it safe to say that this proclamation won’t come from a technologically advanced civilization residing light-years away from us? I wouldn’t rule much of anything out, but until that pivotal moment in human history comes to passContinue reading “Humanity: An exercise in consistent inconsistency”
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Alas humanity, you suck… And other random observations.
I haven’t written anything in a couple weeks, because I’ve been having a debate with myself whether humanity is on a road to nowhere. But, I feel that the proverbial fog is slowly starting to lift. Admittedly, the headlines flashing across the assorted screens of my “connected” existence have started the process of wearing awayContinue reading “Alas humanity, you suck… And other random observations.”
Sammy the candidate hits the Talk Show circuit…
He rounded the corner and after going through the motions of acknowledging what seemed to be an adoring crowd; he turned and headed towards the couch, pausing to shake the hand of the host before taking a seat and for a brief moment he was taken aback by the look of unfiltered loathing on theContinue reading “Sammy the candidate hits the Talk Show circuit…”
Protected: The fictional exploits of Samuel I. Hustlemoore, the unlikely but authentic Congressional candidate
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Choices: Chasing immortality or treasuring our time?
Growing up in Chicago, I took for granted the power that nature can serve in providing much needed clarity in the light sped muddle that often passes as our lives. That is not to say that Chicago was absent of natural splendor, the beauty that is showcased in the parks and the lakefront is withoutContinue reading “Choices: Chasing immortality or treasuring our time?”
My brief career as a scam artist
Admittedly, I still harbor some deep seated guilt, it serves as a throbbing acknowledgement that I took people for granted and sold them a bill of goods in exchange for a generous bonus in concert with a salary that wasn’t too shabby at that juncture in my professional life. No, I didn’t sell drugsContinue reading “My brief career as a scam artist”
Control doesn’t have to be an illusion
When life ceases to make sense and routines threaten to drive a wedge between me and sanity, there are few courses of action. When I was young, the frustrations of what I felt was out of my realm of control would often lead to tears of frustration and anger. As an adult, I’ve learned toContinue reading “Control doesn’t have to be an illusion”
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