The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.
by Regis Boff
I can’t say that I don’t feel safer because America has so many guns, because I do. This is not to say I don’t fear maniacs armed and not, again because I do. I just fear maniacs against whom I can’t defend myself still more.
We live in a time where one example seems enough to compel any argument to be settled on the spot. Such a society is ruled by a compendium of lowest common denominators and usually yields a culture that breed’s dissatisfied maniacs and these, by their actions, settle many people’s minds about such things as guns.