Short Stories

It is when we all play safe that we create a world of utmost insecurity. It is when we all play safe that fatality will lead us to our doom. It is in the “dark shade of courage” alone that the spell can be broken.

Dag Hammarskjold


I got a bite from one of the companies that I wrote to yesterday about a possible job as an Art handler.  OK, I have to tell you that it is for a potential gig in the future and not an immediate hire, but at this point I’ll take what I can get. 

General Motors has increased the size of it’s IPO.   The company is said to be increasing the amount of stocks by 31%, and the price  has been increased from between 26 and 29 bucks up to between 32 to 33 bucks per share. 

Just read a story on Bloomberg news, about “terrifying” cotton prices.  This kind of thing makes me giggle, for a very simple reason.  Oil prices have, for the past several decades, made all of America quake in economic fear.  Cotton? Terrifying?  Really?  Bullshit.

Banning earmarks sounds good to some people.   But I tell ya they really aren’t all that bad.  It is money that is already spent, being pushed in very specific directions to help specific communities or deals with very specific issues.

Politicians who dislike earmarks are usually trying to score political points with people who aren’t smart enough to figure out what the hell is being spoken about, and who like their facts spoon fed to them.  People who listen to these politicians are completely gullible idiots.


I am sure that in estimating every man’s value either in private or public life, a pure integrity is the quality we take first into calculation, and that learning and talents are only the second.

Thomas Jefferson


Viddy of the day:  Chuck Rangel;  busted.  Democrats, bloodied, but unbowed.  Heath Shuler is a dick, Kowtowing to the right and republican America when what he should do is stick to the Democratic party’s principles. 


Rep. Charles Rangel has been found guilty of 11 counts of breaking congressional rules.  Now he has to wait to find out what his punishment will be.  Some have called for his expulsion, but that is unlikely.  He’ll probably just get a reprimand.

I just spent the last half an hour listening to the tail end of a show I have neither heard nor seen in several months.  NSFW on the twit network is one hell of an entertaining show.  Juvenile, silly, stupid as hell and just what the doctor ordered.  Shwood is the man!

613 lights.  Over 100 ornaments.  2 trees, 2 stars.  Fifty feet of golden garland.  That’s right folks, THE CHRISTMAS TREE IS UP!  (11/16/10)  A little later than I would have liked, but only a little.  Up until last week I had a job, so I can be forgiven for not getting the tree lit in September.

Spent several hours getting the tree up, as well as the lights that go up around the apartment, and the second smaller tree that goes in the bedroom up and operational.  Listening to Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra and a host of other sing Christmas Carols at me the whole time.  Bliss!  

I wonder where all the news stories that were out there about the Burlington coat factory mosque have gone? Or where all the outrage about Sharia law taking over America has gone?  Oh, that was just pre-election hype.  Nothing that made a difference.

At least no real difference to anyone who gives a shit about America.  Pure exploitation of the media for its capacity to overload an issue with it’s white hot laser focus, and inability to judge properly what is news and what is propaganda.  That fake outrage fills me with real rage.

I am at this point just trying to get my writing chops back up to snuff, which is why I am writing the way I am right now, with just very short to the point pieces.  I want to make sure I can write short, sharp little vignettes before tackling larger writing tasks.

To be perfectly honest I have been out of circulation for much too long for my own liking, writing wise.  Before what was ostensibly a two month layoff, I was writing over 700 words a day. But the writing started to suffer, even before I just stopped.

And when I started concentrating on work I wrote some real crap.  I just wasn’t focused enough on writing. I needed to work, and work is more important than writing, especially when Das Rhino needs to pay the friggin rent.

That would seem to be it America.  I have had a long, and happily eventful day, but that day is nearly over, so It’s about time for me to sign off and call it a night.  I’ll write to you tomorrow.  G’night.

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