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"Why do they [write] for their money? Why do they [work] for short pay? They ain't getting nowhere and they're losing their share. They must have gone crazy back there." — Michael Burton (paraphrased)

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Pre-Memorialized

On May 30, 2022 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

“I got the Guide to Jesus in here! Nowumsayin’?” His exhortations were to three people sitting on benches. None responded. This is Memorial Day, though it was my observation this morning that it has been pre-memorialized for our protection. Uptown was mostly vacant except for the café on the square where I take most of …

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In a nutshell

On May 21, 2022 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

I think the person who led me to distrust authority was Richard Nixon. In my formative years, I trusted him, and then I found out he was lying about almost everything. In high school, I became obsessed with reading everything I could find about Nixon and I devoured everything from Jeb Stuart Magruder’s One Man’s …

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Review: My Dear Hamilton

On May 20, 2022 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

I’m surprised to have been overjoyed by the historical novel by Stephanie Dray and Laura Kamoie titled My Dear Hamilton. It’s the fictional story of Elizabeth Schuyler Hamilton, unsung wife of Alexander Hamilton. I read it because I am a history buff and don’t know as much as I ought to about the American Revolution, …

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So far but yet so close

On September 30, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

Pixabay Kings of Broken Things, Theodore Wheeler’s historical novel, is worth a read in the context of race relations today. Monte Dutton Set in the Omaha, Neb., at the end of World War I, amid racial tension, machine politics and, yes, broken things, the world is seen mostly through the eyes of immigrant teen refugee …

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The Definition of Getaway

On July 1, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn Fiction, Sports, WritingLeave a comment

The Pilgrims and the Loggers were headed in opposite directions. It was “getaway day” at quaint Fitzgerald Field. The Pilgrims had won the third of four games the night before, after two rain delays, and were poised for a sweep. They were three games ahead of the Suns, thanks to six wins in a row. …

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Memories are made of these …

On May 19, 2021May 19, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

Pixabay Clinton, S.C., May 19, 2021, 11:41 a.m. Maybe it was because Zoom calls (first time I’ve ever had two in one day), and business considerations, and other frustrations, too, devoured yesterday. This morning I sat in a booth at breakfast and got nostalgic about aromas. Monte Dutton I remembered how one grandparents’ house, on …

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Fresh out of mothers

On May 9, 2021May 9, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, May 9, 2021, 1:26 p.m. Mother’s Day avoidance began yesterday. Mine died last year. Life has been lonely ever since. I still have a moment’s guilt that I haven’t talked to her today. I used to call her, well, almost every day and feel guilty when I didn’t. Talking to her …

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Two worth making time for …

On May 2, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, May 2, 2021, 12:09 p.m. Mainly I’ve been writing about local sports, most notably the football coaching disaster at Presbyterian College, lately, but my young associate and I have been diligently preparing for the launch of a new site and another one after that. Today’s hits. Golden oldies. Interest is booming. …

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I, I, I, me, me, me …

On April 17, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn UncategorizedLeave a comment

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, April 17, 2021, 1:42 p.m. Since a vaccination made my psyche considerably lighter, I have grown fond of fantasizing about what I want to do now that doing is no longer taboo. This yearning remains in the realm of the imaginary. I’m going to wear a mask as long as Dr. …

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A little more of what I’ve learned

On April 9, 2021April 9, 2021 By wastedpilgrimIn Life1 Comment

Things I’ve learned about social media: Pixabay Much of it is neither social nor media. That doesn’t mean I don’t like it. It keeps me somewhat up to date on what folks are thinking. Some of it is scary. Some of mine likely scares others. It’s a consequence of unfettered free speech run amok. The …

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