It feels a lot, tonight, like November 1963, and I have liver and onions and mashed potatoes sitting on my plate. I wasn't eating any of that, and my father wasn't letting me up from the table until I … [Read more...] about November 1963
Business across the country are boarded up, people have actually asked me if I think it’s safe to “be out” this week. A quarter million of us are dead from an invisible killer, we wear masks and we … [Read more...] about American Taliban
I use two moral compasses, my grandmother Cora and Muhammad Ali. When I say Mr. Ali influenced my life I don't mean he was a boxer I admired. He was, and still is, a larger than life role model for … [Read more...] about What’s My Name?
“An unbroken string of days is all that brought us here. Eat some, sleep some, drink some, fuck some and fight some and here we are. An army of scoundrels, like me, like you, pulling’ and pushin’ and … [Read more...] about Wisdom of Jimmy B. Tester
This year, 2020, the US government has spent at least $1.5 TRILLION on the military. At least $2 TRILLION on corporate bailouts to already rich corporations, and another $1.5 TRILLION to artificially … [Read more...] about Who’s Zoomin’ Who?
I loved the farm and loved the farmer and hated the work. Ain’t nobody ever said they liked that work, that wasn’t lying. Nobody ever liked near electrocution, every day, trying to outsmart a fence … [Read more...] about The Work
She was an ordinary, quiet, and plain old woman, but her modesty and simplicity betrayed a wisdom and vision that only comes from years of listening more than speaking. The dirt under her fingernails … [Read more...] about Soldiers in the Road
Listening to Dylan’s Forever Young and sliding my hand into what must certainly be the last of many bags of summer’s cherries. Late August cherries are not as sweet as June cherries, and the flesh is … [Read more...] about The Light in August