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The unsolicited, unreasoned, uninformed, unapologetic opinions of Rev. Joe Dirt
My Christmas wish is that the gun owners of America would gather together and collectively give the NRA the bird. They would then work collectively to push Congress to pass sensible gun regulations that would protect their rights as sportsmen while protecting all of us from the current mayhem of gun violence.
That is my wish.
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Did you ever wish the path to wisdom had road signs?
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When did the Republicans decide that passive aggressiveness was a leadership style?
This book could have been very easily retitled Men in Love, but that would have gotten Lawrence more grief than he was already experiencing. It is a continuation of The Rainbow focusing on two of the Brangwen sisters Ursula and Gudrun. Ursula, of course, was the focus of the later part of the first book. This is a novel more driven by character than plot. It is also a book in which Lawrence spends a good deal of time expressing his views on class, materialism, industrialism, marriage, love and not so obliquely, homosexuality. Continue reading “Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence”
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If you are complaining about people whining, are you not whining also?
I was leaving the gym, headed towards the stairs to descend to my floor in St. Louis skyscraper I work in. I passed two thirty-something females waiting for the elevator which arrived about time I passed. As they were getting on I heard one of them remark, ” the date of our first date, was the date of his divorce…”, and the elevator doors closed.
Sounded like a story that might have been interesting.
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I’m sure it is just me, but hipsters strike me as metro-sexuals trying to look masculine.
The other day Robin asked me, “What is a curmudgeon?” She knows the dictionary definition of curmudgeon: a crusty, ill-tempered, and usually old man. She was asking me, the mastermind of the website Curmudgeon-Alley.com, because she thought a young lady of our mutual acquaintance could qualify as a curmudgeon.
I tend to think of myself as a bit (some folks would say more) of a curmudgeon. I did have one commenter on my website take me to task for pinning this appellation on myself. They felt that it was a title that should be conferred. Perhaps they were thinking that there should be some sort of ceremony. A character reminisce of Walther Matthau could “knight” the aspirant by tapping both shoulders alternately with a gnarled, well-seasoned cane resembling a shaking index finger. Continue reading “She asked, “Who can be a curmudgeon?””
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Have you ever considered that extension cords are at the core of their being…hermaphroditic?