Category Archives: Famous Bastards

Another Amazon Ripoff

I needed that fluid that goes with the brush that cleans a vinyl LP.  No need to mention the product; it’s well known.  My last bottle lasted for almost four years, but finally ran dry as things do. I went … Continue reading

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Fear Mongrels

The disgraceful Jussie Smollett–he of the faked racial attack in Chicago–went on TV to weep and wail about “only wanting (sniffle, dab) justice in America.” He referred to the current president and all his supporters as “fear mongrels.” Does he … Continue reading

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Baby Boom Humbug

I just read a bracingly honest article about “generational identity.” It’s titled “Your Generational Identity Is a Lie.” Disclaimer:  I don’t know, or care, if that newspaper is certifiably “right wing” or “left wing.” I find the article to be … Continue reading

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The Stalker Returns

I had trouble focusing last evening.  Work that I’d hoped to do before bed became impossible. What happened is that a stalker re-emerged from the swamp known as the internet. I was terrified, afraid for my career, afraid for my … Continue reading

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Reiki Presbyterianism

This howler just crossed my digital transom.  I’ll post the juiciest paragraph in its entirety, then go back through it point by pointless point. This is a Presbyterian-endorsed Reiki workshop, on Presbyterian property.  The presenter is an ordained ruling elder … Continue reading

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Facebook Does It Again

Here is another disturbing article on the echo-chamber monoculture of social media. Take my advice. Quit today, and stay away. Remember what I’ve said before:  Facebook preserves dead friendships in acrylic, and makes them un-move-on-from-able. No, that’s not actually a … Continue reading

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Inspect Element

Is that really all it took? At the end of the day, is that the T-shirt-wearing dropout’s great idea? You can hack a Facebook account with a right click and “inspect element”? The other day I celebrated one year of … Continue reading

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Organist Anniversary

Today, September 22, is a big anniversary day for me. If you read my May post on my Bulova watch, you know it was a “big” high school graduation anniversary. Today, as a freshman in college, exactly 21 days into … Continue reading

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Dear Weather Channel…

Isn’t a hurricane bad enough? Do you have to lie about it? While you’re out there play-acting and bloviating like an infomercial, Fox News had several governors on TV, as well as FEMA.  Get real.

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About That Priest

I’ve had a change of mind, if not entirely of heart. The priest I mentioned the other day–someone I’d thought was a friend, but who turned out to be a sexual predator–well, for now I am not going to continue … Continue reading

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