He’s still awaiting trial…

These are, traditionally, known as the “Dog Days of Summer.”  That’s not a technical term; it’s the colloquial calendar – between the end-of-July and the middle-of-September – when the trial of “hot and sticky” is the daily reality, and nothing of note is supposed to be happening. But, the internet functions without effects from temperature …

You’ve got the code to find the treasure…

I’m thinking about turning everything “off” until October 31st, 2020.  I’ll have to vote on November 3rd, but I’ll only need a couple of days to get briefed on my options. Between now and then, people who will be in history’s dustbin one year from today will be screaming into microphones at state fairs and …

How the best get better (great)

“It ain’t that great.” In a world ruled by personal opinions – expressed on everything from YouTube to Yelp – it doesn’t take much to order-up the headstone and doom someone/something to early death. Just let a loon with the leverage of social media express their opinion – well-founded, or embittered – in the right …

No place for loners – without communities

Summer in the communities of America has lost its innocence. Gilroy, El Paso and Dayton are offramps – not destinations – and what happens in those communities and burgs are seldom in national headlines. That was then; this is now. Towns with status that would never gain front-page prominence have, in this era, become notable …