Foundational Weapons For A Modern War
I was supposed to like the movie. Not only was I supposed to like it, I really should have been cheering it on. Considering the film’s message, I should help move its Metacritic score above sixty, and leave a review to bump up the Rotten Tomatoes audience certification to Fresh. The critics
You don’t always appreciate a person the first time you meet them. This is especially true when selfish sixteen-year-olds meet their parent’s friends. That’s precisely how it was when I met Buggsy. For as long as I knew him, Don Ansell was “Buggsy,” an old-school New Yorker, and exactly what you’re picturing.
“Here, let me take him,” my wife said. I’d been holding the baby while she made herself breakfast and got her work situated. “Thanks,” I said as I handed him over. We work from home and trade the baby holding responsibilities. When she takes a turn I probably have thirty minutes to
I disagree with my sisters over many things, but perhaps none more so than the proper way to prepare a taco. Taco night was an event when I was growing up. Friends and family gathered to partake in the legend known as Grandma Guerra’s tacos. Whenever any of us were at her
Freddie Mercury was gay, very gay. That’s not what this post is about, but I thought we might as well recognize that fact right out of the gate. We may end up circling around to it later on. I love Queen. A few of their songs rank among my favorites; “One Vision”
“You disparage Scully?” “Who?” my wife asked. “Gillian Anderson, she was Scully on The X Files,” I said. “You mean that gross show?” My wife is not wrong, The X Files was often gross. In fact, it was downright disturbing at times. In retrospect it was also pretty badly produced, often poorly
* Note: This article was originally posted in 2019. At the time, there was an implied understanding that the authorities were capable and willing to intervene on the behalf of citizens, that we could trust those with badges to protect our lives and freedoms. That time is long past. Courageous officers who run toward the sound