Norte Dame

I have had my DNA tested and found out that I am predominately of Irish ancestry, at or near 50%. I looked around to see what I could do to help the plight of my Irish brethren and their obvious discrimination and ethnic biases...

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On Hold

I am on perpetual hold that I have to be on.  I get the “your call is important to us” and “we have busy times”.  All of this is BS of course.  The truth of the matter is that most entities populate...

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A thought on Abortion

Unlike others equally unqualified, I do not even pretend to speak for God. Having said that, after millennia, I am pretty sure that He does NOT judge people solely on their stand on abortion.  While this may be part of the whole...

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Designated Survivor

Just watched my recorded episode of Designated Survivor and had another Brain Fart. Isn’t it interesting that both times in this century when we have had really, really failures as Presidents that Television has provided us...

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People of Color

I am old enough that non-whites were called Colored, and other things not even said in polite and not so polite company anymore.  Somewhere in the early to mid 1960’s most everyone learned that this was considered to be...

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Lucky Charms

See that Lucky Charms is adding marshmellow rainbows to their product.  Wonder what is going to happen to sales in the South and Midwest now that Lucky Charms has gone gay. Just Kidding – or am I?

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Deplorables Defined

I know that some Trump followers think they are cleaver by embracing the term “Deplorable” for themselves after Hillary Clinton referred to some Trump supporters as being deplorable.  I am not going to address the...

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Texas Execution Rates

Most people know that Texas has the highest rate of executions, both in real numbers and per capita, of any state in the United States. I have always thought that it was because Texans, as a group, were made up of people who were...

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