BOOMERS ANONYMOUS -- Care or Quit?

I like words. But words don't like me. The more I try and use them, the more they stick around, and the more they haunt me for using them. Using the wrong words can get you in trouble. Sometimes, words make ME laugh. Sometimes, words make OTHER PEOPLE laugh. And sometimes, words make other people BIG MAD. The internet is a big place. It is bigger than I imagined when I first connected to it with an IBM clone , running MS-DOS on a x286 CPU through a 14.4K baud dail-up modem in 1994. Back then, we lived out of a two-bedroom apartment, and I worked graveyard shifts to help raise our newborn baby girl. My my, hey hey. It is the best of times. It is the wierdest of times. It is time to communicate on another level because words to not do justice to explain reality. Justice seeks  --- its own resolution. Justice pays  --- no heed to the foibles of human desire.  What is the point?  I haven't posted since before what's-his-name was inaugurated to preside over the disso...

Hello friends, and welcome back .  I pretty much stopped writing since January. When your precious, charming, lovely, smart, witty daughter gets married and buys a house, you had better be there to help them make transition, or you have no purpose in life. I also got a part-time job at my true habitat, a local municipal golf course, so 2023 was a bad year for this web logger. Still, in the past year, I have managed to cross off a couple of items on my musical bucket list, and learned the guitar solos to Hotel California and Kid Charlemagne .  Maybe it's time to start posting videos? Our legal journey can be summarized, so far, as follows: the Dobbs decision is a resultant of two primary vectors. These vectors are moral force and social experience .  Applied through Reason during the course of Time, our common law system arrived in 2022 at a place where logic could lead, where apolitical imperatives could survive, a place where -- after 50 years in the jurisprudentia...

Hello, Whitey. Start here .  Welcome to the nitty gritty.  Or the fucky-wucky. Or whatever idiomatic phrase that implies funtime is over, and where drilling down to real facts inevitablly means losing your audience. So much sex and violence, a mere mouse click away, makes it so reading legal jargon for cultural content just plain sucks. And it sucks more when the content herein suggests the world-as-we-know-it is crumbling. So we grind on.  Welcome to post #3 of my return  to blogging. For those of us at the "boomer" stage of life, I humbly suggest we maintain focus on a prime imperative. We should and quite often do care about what our generation hath wrought, yet growing old gracefully is a tough challenge. Being jaded is part of the deal, as is unrequited sentimentality. So, let's focus on facts, folks. Do with them (true facts) what you will, but remember there are many out there who weave wicked webs, and they practice to deceive the elderly. Think for yoursel...