Monthly Archives: November 2012

You can’t make a lawyer honest by an act of legislature. You’ve got to work on his conscience. And his lack of conscience is what makes him a lawyer. But if lawyers don’t stop their overpriced nonsense then it will be nonsense that finally stops them… For those who live by the sword are shot by those who don’t…

One time I was utterly dumbfounded at the dreadful advice an old friend and big shot lawyer was offering. I blinked once. Twice.  And then so many times my eyelids were changing channels faster than a TV-remote velcroed to his … Continue reading

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Unless you are a sadomasochist the Golden Rule is all there needs to be. Everything else is merely commentary. And every religious plagiarist since the beginning says so. So why do we continue to “screw for virginity?…”

Why didn’t I just keep my mouth shut? Take the money? And walk out the door? Actually, I did. But then my mental calculator recognized that something didn’t add up right? So I reworked the cerebral debate. And my conscience … Continue reading

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Linda was kicked out of her church. Petraeus was kicked down the road. Both for the same old tales of love and glory. In the end one man’s tale is nothing more than another woman’s tail. And we fools are left to wonder: What was it all for?

Over 50 years and 50 pounds ago she must have been a woman who spoke only one language — body. Put the pup in a man’s tent. And no one ever ‘squandered’ the time ‘sleeping’ with her. But eventually yearning … Continue reading

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Over $2 billion was spent to sell us a President for the next four years. Yet Congress, corporations and Wall Street won’t even spend the time to hear that money can’t buy you love. Hell, most of those guys couldn’t even get laid in a whorehouse with a fistful of fiftys…

I had just voted. And I didn’t know whether to feel a little satisfied or a lot frightened. All I knew is that the choice had never been as difficult as it was this time. Nor as meaningless once again. … Continue reading

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