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As you get older it’s harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary… I guess. But just because I ‘accidentally’ saved the chief’s life, shouldn’t have made me his hero. And then he offered me his daughter. Oy-vey! Heroes don’t get wives, they get all duh women… don’t they? Sooo, what is a hero?

One time, a lot of years back, in West Africa, after a rather raucous conflict that involved shooting people who were spraying bullets and other harmful objects our way, a tribal chief tried to reward me with one of his … Continue reading

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Do you think the historic climate change agreement adopted in Paris is going to save us from ISIS? Sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you’d bring me up in conversation forever. And when it snowed, I’d be the talk of the day…

Sooo…. This talkative, buxom, middle-aged woman seated next to me at the banquet table just reached over and started fondling the butterfly and cock-fighting pins I regularly garnish on my chest. She took her time examining, fingering each of the … Continue reading

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I have a confession: I am not politically correct. Don’t even wanna be. Being PC means always having to say you are sorry. And these days people only listen to what they want to hear. So hear this: I am mad as hell and don’t wanna take it no more!

I used to date a woman a couple years back who I boldly informed from the outset: ‘If you wanna have a good time and lots of laughs, stick with me. If you wanna get serious, go back to your … Continue reading

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Will somebody please inform me who is in charge these days? Because I’m ready to follow Joan of Arc. At least women and children seem to accept that uncertainty is part of the taking charge process. Nobody claimed it isn’t hard to lead a cavalry charge — especially if you think you look funny on a horse.

As more than one disillusioned idealist has uttered: If you put the federal government in charge of the Sahara Desert, in 5 years there’d be a shortage of sand. But my trouble is finding out just who is in charge … Continue reading

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As children we recited: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names can never hurt me… So what happened? We stopped laughing at ourselves. And then we stopped the conversation because someone hurt our feelings? Where is Archie Bunker when you need him…

Some years back a police chief in a northern-Philadelphia, white-belted suburb happened to tell me that whenever they ‘discover’ that a stranger in their midst is from Kensington — a rough-tough former Irish and other ham-fisted, out-of-sorts Philly neighborhood of … Continue reading

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Listen up! There is no life without sex – married, single or symbiotic. So does it follow that since I’m not having sex with anything I don’t have to inflate, that I don’t have a life?….Well…. But of course!

My dear ol’ bourbon sippin’ Pappy used to exhale between those omnipotent puffs on his omniscient corn cob pipe that: Sex is alot like oxygen – you don’t miss it unless you ain’t gettin’ any. So why does it seem … Continue reading

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