The Danger In Economizing Words

Can we stop being so easily offended by everything? Why is it becoming increasingly difficult to behave like a normal human being when it comes to simple language? Why is everything we say put under such a brutal microscope, whose magnification transforms the 'perpetrator' into a Machiavellian figure? Can we stop that, please? Because it's… Continue reading The Danger In Economizing Words

The Light Of A Thousand Points

I was a young Republican once upon a time. In the eighties, I loved Reagan, Prince and mall girls. Not necessarily in that order. As the years went by, my philosophies would change according to the education I was getting from the world I was busy growing up inside of. I voted for George H.… Continue reading The Light Of A Thousand Points

There’s a reason the important things are priceless

I'm an ad man's worst nightmare. That's because I know better. Whereas some peeps tend to suffer from a curious hyper-extension of their common sense when it comes to consumerist coitus, I tend to stick to the less common part of the equation. The part that knows it's being sold a bill of goods. It… Continue reading There’s a reason the important things are priceless

Dear Sports: I’m Just Not That Into You

When did sports become so unlikable? It used to be that sports was a respite from the everyday; a temporary form of escapism that was funĀ andĀ legal. It was a snow globe fascination whose import was clear as life and death but whose suspension of disbelief allowed us to dream like children. It was a gloriously… Continue reading Dear Sports: I’m Just Not That Into You

Like Rocks For Chocolate

I ain't much for popular opinion. I can't remember the last time I fully trusted the tally of a widely held opinion. This isn't a contrarian gallivant, myopic bent or some degenerative condition that rhymes with Larry King. Nah, it's just the truth in my lovely bones. A truth that cannot shut up, even when… Continue reading Like Rocks For Chocolate

Beware the Lies of March (Madness)

Don't worry, this isn't a whiny, frothing rant on the shitty state of the sports world. No . . this is a whiny, frothy rant on the shitty state of college basketball. I used to be a fan of college ball back in the day. Back when players stayed in school all four years. Back… Continue reading Beware the Lies of March (Madness)