Still Angry

I am struck by how angry I am – it’s been awhile since I’ve been this angry. I am watching “The Butler” on Netflix, and I am curious as I sit here watching a man having just been shot for defending his wife against the white slave owner that raped her. Was it her fault…

I Disappear, For Those About To Rock

I have spent the majority of thirty-four years worrying about what people think about me. Every time I write a post and get little more than one comment I worry that I’m doing something wrong with my blog. Maybe I’m just not smart enough, funny enough, maybe I’m just not “special” enough to have thousands…