Day 591 A failure of our churches and a failure of our schools: These two great institutions have produced a…
Day 590 This is in the meter and rhyme scheme of John McCain’s favorite poem by Robert Service: The Cremation…
Day 589 Aretha Franklin laid to rest; McCain now lies in state. Both these events leave Trump distressed That he…
Day 588 Arrythmic perturbations, My heart just skipped a tick. I’m feeling palpitations; My low back has a crick. Are…
Day 587 The Donald has been Google-ing and now he’s really mad. The subject searched, himself of course, and…
Day 586 The Porn Star, Playmate, and a Pecker The porn star, Playmate, and a Pecker came into a bar,…
Day 585 America’s disease has struck again. One more mass shooting, twenty eighth, this year. A video game contest for…
Day 583-584 Today we learned that John McCain has died, A warrior, knowing victory and defeat, A man of service,…
When Mister Denisovan encountered Miss Neanderthal A young man from Denisova met Miss Neanderthal. He said, “Come into my…
Day 583 Is it now time to speak of Pence? If Donald is sent packing hence, Then we have to…