We’re in Trouble
The truth of the matter is that we are in DEEP SHIT. There’s absolutely no doubt about it. The polls right now are too close for comfort. Donald Trump’s slogan is “Make America Great Again”. The only way to make…
Tag: john derossett – writer
95 Billion Dollars in Foreign Aid
So the U.S. approves a foreign aid package of 95 billion dollars to help other countries. I get it. They are allies that we may need when World War 3 eventually happens. And it will. Maybe not in our lifetimes,…
Donald Trump is a Moron
It’s been a while since I have written anything, but when I do, I come out fighting. To be fair to Donald Trump, I have hated him since the late 80s, so this has nothing to do with his presidency…
The Catholic Church
Anyone who knows me knows that I have long said that each individual church purports itself to be the one true church to GOD and that all others are imposters. I have also said that TV evangelists use the word…
Scammer Payback
One of my favorite things to do most recently, is to check out the scammer videos on YouTube. There are a lot of channels with these guys and girls paying back some of these scammers for the mayhem they cause,…
Banking While Black
As if we didn’t have enough problems in this world of ours, a new one has been brought to my attention, by of all places, YouTube. I watched this video while streaming past episodes of Undercover Boss, a TV show…
I Don’t Know Why
When I set up this website, I thought I had a particular direction I wanted to chase with it, and subsequently ended up changing what I was doing multiple times. They say that when you write a blog, to focus…
Not a Word
So much time passed;Not a word between us;Living close by, but never seen;No letters, no calls;Not a word between us; We live our lives like we’re happy;Living day to day like we each don’t exist;Not a word between us;Reality is…
My Pretty Mom
My pretty mom, you inspire me to write,how I love the way you smiled at us,I love your smiling face and eyes,and the dimples that appeared. No longer will we see that smiling face,except in memories gone by,I often sit…