Generation X – we did stuff, we saw stuff Generation X – Gen X as we like to be called – spans the fifteen years from 1965 to 1980 which makes us now, in 2024, middle-aged. That burns a bit. We were the cool kids, generationally speaking, at least we like to think so. To hear us talk, you’d think we invented everything, including hardship. … Continue reading Gen X is aging, and we’re grumpy with it.
Conservative men My father is confrontational. He can’t help it. Sometimes, it’s fun. I don’t mind a debate, and we disagree about much, so topics abound. However, he started listening to conservative radio about fifteen years ago: the change to his personality in certain areas has been disheartening. So, there are now topics I would prefer we didn’t discuss. He has a hard time with … Continue reading Jordan Peterson and the Fruit of the Poisonous Tree
I love Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. I was a fan of both the show and the main character, especially the latter’s fashion choices and fighting skills. I even loved her first incarnation as a campy dilettante. My affection is coloured these days, what with Kristy Swanson and Josh Whedon being lost to the dark side, but perfection in people is never a possibility. Some of … Continue reading Evolution is on the daily: don’t get hidebound.
We’re greedy. We’re a more-ish species, not to be confused with Moorish. Though some of us might be Moorish as well. For me, that’s unlikely. My line seems confined to the British Isles once you trace it back to the greats, save for a random German fellow on my father’s side who found his way in, once upon a time. So, unlikely, not impossible, but … Continue reading We’re greedy.
From Famine to Feast 