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sitting on that chair. It’s mine. I am entitled to my own opinion. It’s the American Way. The Only Way. Or the Highway. You can grow hair. Or you can no longer. But Time goes one way, from Alpha to Infinity. All in my family: the cast of characters, all were really old by the…
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Move out – vacancy – move in. Keep moving on. Keep zooming in, pulling a James Webb, to find a newly discovered (by us) yet old planet. Same way with the truth. Men/women often stumbled upon it by surprise. The truth, most relevant, is about themselves: how low they are capable of stooping to e.g.…
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To a lesser degree it’s a version of self-sabotage i.e. a cheat here and cut-the-corner there, fewer crunches, one more chip or an additional squeeze of ketchup. Over time, unchecked atomic habits stack up, as we surrender to the current of time. We’re our worst enemies. Then we shift the blame. It’s the parents, politicians,…
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August 2000 Little did I know, my first trip back to Vietnam was a journey in self-discovery. It began with a phone call from one of my middle-school classmates. He urged me to look for Hieu, who used to sit next to me. a B/W photo of Hieu wearing a Kitchen God’s hat and sunglasses…
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They always beat me to it. The Stairmaster’s regular. One step at a time. Always covered in a thin film of sweat. Pay the price. No pain no gain. Unlike those 76-year-old power-clingers who speak in cryptic… urging 36 year-olds to do their bidding, while, with fast-food and clubfoot. His niece said that for the…
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When a child, I came across this and did not get it “one cannot bathe in the same river twice” . To my ignorance, I dove into the waters, splashing with all the gusto of life. One cannon ball then another. Later, when I came back to the same river. My city. Then I saw…
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It’s not a coincidence that inmates like Papillon were put in total isolation a punishment worse than death. We’re social animals. Meta knows this. All socials, Truth Social included, know this. Keep pumping and putting unverified content out there. Even a small percentage of responses can cover platform payload. The extra? next round of rant…
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Long ago, I was one of the cameramen atop a riser covering a national event. When the red light in my viewfinder was on, I knew I was live. Steady, steady, steady shot. Recently, we read about the documentary footage handed over to the J6 Commission. In them, of course, the Proud Boys were just…
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I moved my lawn chair this morning to face the rising sun: shy, sneaky and seen slowly through and over our neighbor’s tree. Nevertheless, it’s my greatest sun (to copy the US Olympic goal keeper’s memoir: My greatest save). Until tomorrow and the next day. Every time, every morning, we’re graced with this consistency, the…
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I too was mesmerized. Those hours of J6 Day 6 flew by so fast. I will spare you the details. Just what struck me. Here was an aid to Meadows whose Verizon phone had been confiscated. Thousands of texts and tweets (aside from burner phones). Yet she could recount almost verbatim, a year and a…
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