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.
It is Never my Fault
by Regis Boff
Our hatreds have become a specific and valuable form of entertainment to us. None of us want to be dissuaded about who is to blame. Because this is fun. Wars start because people are having a good time despising one another. Eventually, the first killings are nearly orgiastic for some and no one cares to speculate on what is coming until it can’t be stopped. Then the fun stops.
We compete with each other to be sadder and to be more righteously indignant about the causes. Curious how the causes never start with us.