“The Gentlemen Cry Peace, Peace…..”
I was about 35 during the Iranian Hostage Crisis, and in the village where I lived, someone I had known slightly–he was everyone else’s cousin–returned from Iran, where he was an executive with Aramco.
I was about 35 during the Iranian Hostage Crisis, and in the village where I lived, someone I had known slightly–he was everyone else’s cousin–returned from Iran, where he was an executive with Aramco.
The body bags are starting to come home from Trump’s Iran War. Your sons and daughters, or those of your friends, relatives and neighbors. Once again: Rich man’s war, poor man’s fight. Why isn’t Barron Trump fighting?
A frank discussion, not for children, of the recent spate of killings by males pretending to be females
Today I want to step away from the sonata form and do things the other way round. First the development, then the exposition.
In the so-called “Romantic Era”–I detest these misleading names devised and applied by petty minds–industrialization and urbanization awakened some poets to the Satanic threat of progress
Since the 9/11 attack in 2001, one of the worst things the U.S. government did to diminish our liberties was impose the Department of Homeland Security and give it that name.
What we see all around us—the polarization, the growing threat of civil conflict and global war—will culminate by the early 2030s in a climax that poses great danger and yet also holds great promise, perhaps even bringing on America’s next golden age.
I’ve always enjoyed the concept of Godzilla far more than any of his movies. I remember being bored with the cheesy two guys in rubber suits pawing at each other movies, even though as a nerdy kid I sincerely wanted to like them.