Eight Days to Amish

No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work. (The title of this blog is in no way aspirational or should be considered an endorsement of the Amish lifestyle)

Showing posts with label Trump. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trump. Show all posts
Thursday, November 5, 2020

My fellow Americans ...

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  (Note: This was written under the presumption of a Biden victory. If the reverse happens, well, never mind) (781 words) You know, what kin...
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Monday, September 28, 2020

Forget vaccine. America needs giant roofie

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(542 words) In these times of tumult and vitriol, it’s worth considering the problem-solving traditions of the bonobo monkey, the closest an...
Monday, November 18, 2019

The true facts on Ukraine

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(704 words) • The capital of Ukraine is Kyiv. • The Ukrainian gross national product in 2017 was $112.2 billion (U.S.). It is kn...
Monday, February 25, 2019

Go ahead & build your wall; Americans will still love drugs

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(773 words) I think one of the most surprising aspects of my life to many of my friends is that I never became what the propaganda f...
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Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Random observations on 'Annie,' book orders, Uber deaths & who we should kill first if we're serious about killing drug dealers

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• President Trump’s vow to mete out the death penalty to drug dealers has me thinking of applying to medical school. I sense we’ll soon ...
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