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“Why should we care how wonderful he thinks he is?”
These are words from a column I wrote many years ago about Rush Limbaugh. I could have written it recently about Trump. Maybe he picked up this cheesy tactic from Rush? Maybe not: “blowhard” has applied ever since I first became aware of him in the 80s or 70s.
Who knows the exact year: I intend to ignore blowhards. I grew up with at least a few in the Carman family, and my mother’s family. Ignoring them as a kid faced with an arrogant adult who clearly has no high horse on which to parade around while tossing insults and unwise nuggets they think “wisdom” is probably wise. Not one of them, however, were as bad as Rush or Trump. Well, maybe my Aunt Blanche. When my father told us she died he also said, “No one cried.”
For some inane reason politically immature kiddies love this kind of ego bloated blather: supposed ‘adults’ who treat politics like it’s all about your team who is always beyond amazing. The other team? …always ‘baaaaaaaaddddd.’ These are the kind of people who think a valid debating point is calling someone a “libtard,” making up a store about a non-existent basement in a pizza parlor to promote libel and slander is perfectly acceptable behavior. Whatever serves the cause.
Trump pumping his fists as he headed into the aftermath of a horrible storm is like a WWE fighter pumping himself before a ‘fight.’ That’s the nature of some dare call sport. I felt this way when Cassius Clay became Muhammad Ali he started all the “sting like a bee” blah, blah, blah… Read more
Schlock TV for a schlock president. Flipper was better, and that’s not saying much.
This is a crucial question: no matter who you support in ANY election.
I freely admit: I had statistics in public school and, if I remember right, twice in college. It wasn’t my major. I found it boring. I only took it because it was required with Liberal Arts and then because I switched to Communications/Mass Media from English and, yes, that was important enough for my new degree I had to at least sit in on the class. And again: this is what I seem to remember.
Nope: “I ain’t anybody’s statistician.” Read more