760: Here to Help You

Susan rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock. 7:45. Shit. She was going to be late for work again. She jumped out of bed, pulled on a dirty pair of jeans, grabbed her keys and bolted out the door. No time for coffee this morning. She rubbed her eyes again, trying to stay awake.…

630: The Angry American

One morning, when I was twelve, I was helping my Dad finish up the morning milking when my older brother walked into the barn and told us that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center. “Yeah right.” My Dad replied. But, of course, it was real. For the people in my generation September…

599: Who Killed Jeffrey Epstein?

It’s the fourth of July in America, and I’m here to kick ass and take names. I’m a big fan of America. I always will be. But I’ve just got one question. Who killed Jeffrey Epstein? If this country’s going to thrive that’s a question that had darn well better get answered. The amount of…

571: What This Country Is About

“I didn’t think this is what this country was about.” Growled the wizened Vietnam Veteran. He talked about his service in Vietnam, how he had risked his life in a very real way, ostensibly in the cause of freedom, how that very freedom was now being taken away. I will probably never meet him again,…