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June 29, 2020

I played a game of “Would You Rather” with my grandkids that got us all thinking and discussing— indeed a rare activity these days.  

Would you rather be a great teacher or be a great student?  Be incredibly smart or incredibly popular?  Change the past or see into the future?  Read the book or watch the movie?  Would you rather be the first person to explore a new planet or invent a drug that cures a deadly disease?  Would you rather live as a black man in the south in the 1800’s or be a woman in Afghanistan today?  Pretty deep convo for kids who’d rather play video games or snapchat than anything else.

One question was “Would you rather go left where nothing is right or go right where nothing is left?  Huh?  That made no sense.   Still it got me thinking about politics—something I’d rather not do.

Would you rather hire a rich person with solid practical financial experience to get our economy back on its feet or a person who’s made themselves a fo...

June 23, 2020

My grandkids love Minecraft and other video games that allow their inventive juices to flow.  They build innovative buildings, communities and cities.  There are four difficulty levels in Minecraft: Peaceful, Easy, Normal and Hard.  In the Peaceful mode, hostile mobs won't spawn, but like in life, there are hazards.  I doubt there is a "New Normal" level but even Easy and Normal have their challenges.  Hard level is what we are experiencing now.  We may not have actual zombies but some members of Congress and the Senate come close and we have violent mobs spawning in every city and community.  

I’m willing to bet the places the kids construct are nothing like the Autonomous Zones the BLM groups are attempting to develop.  Most of the anarchists that are taking over have never built anything in their lives.  How do I know that?  Because there is a fundamental difference between builders and destroyers, creators and demolishers.  When people ar...

June 17, 2020

Cool guys who protect their cities from marauding oppressors have been known to wear black masks.  Nobody wants to live under Wild West law or subjugated by Gotham City terrorists.   Residents cheer when heroes like Zorro and Batman stand up for the people and deliver them against all odds, from an autocratic government takeover.  

Funny how the tables have turned.  Now black masks are a symbol of silencing, intimidation, and violence to those who dare to contradict.  BLM, and no… I’m not talking about the Bureau of Land Management—although that seems to be one of the roles the Black Lives Matter mafia have their sites set on—managing property.  Frighteningly, this group is now more popular and powerful than any political party or group in the country.  Millions of people applaud their cause even as a cloud of tyranny hangs over the land,  threatening anyone or anything that gets in the way, such as the Constitution of the United States.  Big tech companies like Google, Twitte...

June 8, 2020

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be bored.  Not that I ever want to be—I just wonder.  There are so many marvelous things to do and I want to do them all!  I’ve been working non-stop on my latest art gallery exhibit, I’m writing another book, I have a YouTube channel, a blog, I own a business and am integrally involved in a few others.  I have seven children and 24 grandchildren.  I want to hike and sing and swim and garden and dance.  And shop.  There are so many books I want to read, classes to take, movies to see, places to explore and things to experience.

My friend saw an advertisement on Craig’s List that sounded interesting.  I could make $25 an hour and experience a protest up close and personal.  If I were violent, I could make even more.  And I wouldn’t have to worry about going to jail because there are funds already in place to bail me out the very same day.  I might also be able to grab some free stuff—you know, like flat screen TV’s...

May 28, 2020

“You’re not normal.” One of my grandchildren commented, and the others nodded in agreement.

Why thank you!  That’s the best compliment I ever got!   Wait.  Why aren’t I normal?

“Because most grandmas your age sit in a rocking chair and crochet.”

What?  They do not!  

I’ve never wanted to be normal.  Normal is boring  (Yawn.)  Normal is monotone  (Meh.)  Normal is uninteresting  (Zzzzz.). 

That being said, why does the hair on the back of my neck bristle whenever I hear the term New Normal!  I’m not sure I have hair on the back of my neck—that’s kinda gross—but hearing that term makes my skin crawl.  Ew, that’s worse.  Let’s just say it irritates me.  What’s wrong with the Old Normal?  I don’t like the New Normal people are referring to.  

What if I want to shake hands or heaven forbid hug someone?  What if I don’t want to carry hand sanitizer for the rest of my life or wear a fashion mask even if it does make me look younger?   I’m not “norma...

January 24, 2020

As a political junkie I’ve been overdosing on the impeachment hearings.  It’s turned out to be a fantastic way to detox.  Watching Adam Schiff drone on and on, repeating himself for hours on end is as good a rehab program as it gets.  I think my craving to keep up on current affairs is definitely waning.  Sure, there are theatric attempts to keep me riveted but its tedious to hear the actors read the same script 1,276 times a day in a loop.  It’s bad enough to be lectured on how the American people are too stoopid to choose a President on their own at the ballot box, and certainly not qualified to put 2 and 2 together.  I may not be a genius but I’m pretty sure the answer is 22, like my Smith and Wesson.   

As a writer I relish a good story line.  I hungrily devour movies featuring actors who skillfully portray their characters.  Although politicians and actors have a lot in common—they both live in a world of make-believe and crave fame and recog...

September 23, 2019

Halloween is super scary what with all those zombies, vampires, witches and goblins.  Even scarier are the sexy Bob Ross and Mr. Rogers costumes that are said to be all the rage this year.  But beware!  Dressing up as someone from a different culture is the most frightening of all—the mother-of-all-spookiness.  (I assure you there was no racist pun intended.) 

There are a lot of choices for Halloween costumes.  You can dress up as Queen Elizabeth, Donald Trump, Stormy Daniels, Bill Clinton, Monica Lewinski, JFK, Marilyn Monroe, James Comey, Adolf Hitler or Papa Smurf and nobody will bat an eye.  For that matter you can be a bat or an eye and nobody will, well… bat an eye. But impersonate Moana, Mulan or Aladdin (who are, by the way, ficticious figures) and you’re basically a horrible, hideous racist.  Ask Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau.  And heaven forbid you mimic your favorite black sports hero or rock star—I’m not sure if that incl...

August 22, 2019

I’ve watched with interest the debate on reparations for the descendants of slaves, and it’s got me to thinking… even though I’m white (GASP!) I think I might be entitled to some compensation myself.  Here’s my case:

Some of my descendants were (GASP AGAIN!) Mormon.  History shows quite clearly that these people were seriously alphabetized!  Assaulted, Banished, Cursed, Detested, Expelled, Fabricated against, Gagged, Hated, Intimidated, Jeered at, Killed, Loathed, Molested, Negated, Ostracized, Persecuted, Quashed, Raped, Slaughtered, Taunted, and to top it off they were Unpopular, Victimized, Wronged, X-ed, Yelled at and Zapped   Ouch!  

Now, you might argue that I, myself haven’t experienced any of that—though I barely got through Jr. High School alive—nor have my parents, grandparents, uncles or aunts.  Still… I might have had many more opportunities had my ancestors been Catholic or Protestant.  Who can say?  On the other hand, if I were Jewish...