When you grow up, you realize that little in life is an either-or proposition. Except for Nazis. Nazis are always bad. If you’re in a group that also welcomes Nazis and you stay and still think you’re a good person and not a Nazi, think again. Every rule needs an exception. Most binary choices are related to really bad things. Even then, the choice is … Continue reading Few choices are binary.
A person is smart, though I don’t mean this in a report card/IQ test sort of way. Those kinds of measurements are mostly irrelevant in the real world. When I come across adults who reference the glory days of high school grades and offer to share their standardized test results, I cringe. But what have you done lately? Generally speaking, however, a person is smart. … Continue reading A person is smart.
I’m pretty sick of conservatives and Christo-fascists levelling the word “woke” at good people like it’s some kind of pejorative. That means, “expressing contempt or disapproval.” Pro-tip: nobody wants moral advice from those who strip human rights away from the different, and celebrate mass shootings. And yes, it’s celebrate if you refuse to change. “No way to prevent this,” say only nation where this regularly … Continue reading Woke.
I have a poetry earworm. It’s not my first though they’re not as frequent as their musical cousins. Yesterday was a primo day for music earworms. Every other uttered sentence seemed to be lyrics from this song or that one, repeatedly inspiring my inner orchestra to lift bows. Deep sigh. Snarls by the end of the day. It’s not that I don’t like inner soundtracks, … Continue reading Ozymandias on my mind.
From Famine to Feast. 