A tragicomedy in three acts, starring your government. Congratulations, democracy! You handed the keys to the kingdom over to a group of people whose primary qualifications are “owns a webcam,” “has strong opinions about lizard people,” and “once went viral yelling in a truck.” And now, surprise! Everything’s broken, nothing works, and your national discourse […]
This Is What Happens When You Put Whackos in Charge Read More »
Somewhere along the way, sarcasm became our cultural default. Not wit, not satire, not irony—the good stuff that once made minds turn and ideas stick—but sarcasm, the half-smirked, low-effort cousin of cleverness. These days, if you want to stand out in the vast noise of public discourse, you don’t sharpen your point—you coat it in
Sarcasm: The Blunt Weapon of the Modern Thinker Read More »
Is the apple that is the world getting more rotten with each passing day? And if so why is that? Let’s apply the scientific method to our analysis and see what becomes of it. First let us lay out what the scientific method is. Step one is to create the null hypothesis. A null hypothesis
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Every once in a while, someone gets it twisted. They stand at the crossroads of power and ego, puff out their chest, and start acting like they were born in charge. Like they own the place. Like the pot of gold is theirs, and the rest of us should be grateful just to catch a
You Are Not the Keeper of Our Pot of Gold. You Are a Temporary Leprechaun. Read More »
I was listening to some old John Prine tunes on my streaming service the other day—just letting the music wash over me like it always has. Somewhere between Sam Stone and Souvenirs, my mind drifted back to my late teenage years. I was an aspiring musician at the time, though the emphasis was definitely on “aspiring” and not
Why Can’t We All Just Cheer Up and Get Along? Read More »
When I was in high school, options were slim for a kid who was into math. Senior year brought a choice between basic statistics and a light introduction to calculus—hardly enough to satisfy a mind eager for challenge. Meanwhile, a few older friends were off taking engineering courses at the nearby community college. That’s when
Waiter, There’s a Harmonica in My Piano Read More »
So I have had this blog since before I can remember. It has always been focused on thoughts, opinions, and stories from the past. The stories have often been manipulated and enhanced by the magic of my own failing memory. It may be that this is what artificial intelligence is, since failing memory results in
The Piano That Shouldn’t Have Mattered — But Did Read More »
You know, sometimes you’ve had about all you can stands. Your brain just won’t stop spinning until something comes out of your mouth or out of your fingers onto the typewritten page. Such is the case today as I contemplate the very slow implosion of a confidence man and the enablement of a Lex Luthor-esque
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When I was in junior high school, attending that pinnacle of acedemic research, knowledge, teenage angst, and middle school Lord of the Flies-esque culture, I happened upon a most cherished cassette tape. I would load that tape into my rudimentary1970s vintage boom box and allow my mind to drift and meditate upon all things that
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Sometimes we need to be saved from the emotional turmoil that is caused by the disease called “life”. Or perhaps that is what we have always done and will always do. We fill our days with activities that take our minds off the fact that we are gradually decaying blobs of biological material. Work, hobbies,