Equality

Some people have, justifiably, been questioning some of my posts (here and on FB) regarding my opinions regarding equality. In particular as it relates to Title IX and Affirmative Action. I get it. Anyone who champions...

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Worthless

When I left my job, one aspect of my last 10 years of software tools was conservatively valued as an asset on the corporation’s books. You do not know how rare that is for a programmer’s work, especially in the modern world...

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Gone but not forgotten

I am an old man. I am a widower. Let us be absolutely honest. I will never encounter a vagina or breast up close an personal again. I will never enjoy , worship, and (yes) salivate on the physical particulars of the female...

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Knight in Shining Armor

On the day I asked Sandy to marry me she surprised me by giving me a card with a little statue of a knight in shining armor. She said that hat this was how she thought of me, and this was before I asked her to marry me. I...

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Shortcomings

Sandy, I seem to dwell on all of the things that I should of/could have done better when it comes to our life together. I screwed up too many times to even count. As I look back, there are so many times I could have made...

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Those Immigrants

You know even if the immigrants coming to this country are problematic, you got to feel for them. They come from places where they are politically oppressed, up to and including being hunted down and killed. They come from...

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My Hometown

I consider Fort Bragg, California my hometown. I moved there in the middle of the 8th grade but I did not have any affinity for my previous communities or schools as I did for Fort Bragg. A large part of it has to be...

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Cold Hard Fact

Sometimes a person has to present the cold hard facts in order to get their point across: Here is mine: If my kidneys and heart had been compatible with Sandy’s, I would have walked into her room with all of the...

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Memories

What do I seem to remember most vividly? Sitting in the car. Sitting on the couch, reading or watching TV. Reaching over and holding your hand. Often for hours. Not letting go. No words said. None were needed. Fatigue...

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