Unnoticed in Clever Worlds

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.

In my neighborhood growing up folks were happy to be confined to their rooms after a certain age or when caught naked outdoors ringing random doorbells. Wisps of nostalgia.

Women have had their prerogative to slap a man for inappropriate touching removed, who OK’d this?

More’s the Pity

I am warming to this inrush of Mexican and Central Americans into the US. It doesn’t faze me in the least. Real Americans are slowly evolving into a newer species which can no longer physically handle manual labor anyway. So let them have at it, I say.

What does unnerve me however is our loss of colonizing gumption. There was a time, not too long ago when these countries to our South would have just been taken over with a sixgun and a few horse striding Texas Rangers. More’s the pity.

I have a load of British friends who consume themselves with theories about how America is bad for the world. This would bother me if I wasn’t proud that this is true.

1. The Wall Street Journal is read by the people who run the country.

2. The Washington Post is read by people who think they run the country.

3. The New York Times is read by people who think they should run the country,
and who are very good at crossword puzzles.

4. USA Today is read by people who think they ought to run the country
but don’t really understand The New York Times.

5. The Los Angeles Times is read by people who wouldn’t mind running the country,
if they could find the time, and wouldn’t have to leave Southern California to do it.

6. The Boston Globe is read by people whose parents used to run the country.

7. The New York Daily News is read by people who aren’t too sure who’s running
the country, and don’ t really care as long as they can get a seat on the train.

8. The New York Post is read by people who don’t care who is running the country
as long as they do something really scandalous, preferably while intoxicated.

9. The Chicago Tribune is read by people that are in prison and used to run the
state, and would like to do so again, as would their constituents who are 
currently free on bail.

10. The Miami Herald is read by people who are running another country,
but need the baseball scores.

11. The San Francisco Chronicle is read by people who aren’t sure if there is
a country, or that anyone is running it; but if so, they oppose all that they stand for.

12. The National Enquirer is read by people trapped in line at the grocery store.

13. The Seattle Times is read by people who have recently caught a fish
and need something to wrap it in.

Who am I to argue?

My generation ran around shoving flowers in the muzzles of guns. We were just certain that this would stop the war in Vietnam . It did. Millennials are persuaded that the confiscation of private property and the rearrangement of thirty or so pronouns will stop a history of inequity. Who am I to argue?

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