By MONTE DUTTON (Pixabay)3 Confound it. Suffering succotash. Great Caesar’s Ghost. Wee-doggie. Someone has hacked my main Facebook. Bearing the name of someone with whom I went to school some 50-some-odd years ago, she – it could be a he posing as a she – has been messaging people and claiming (he, she, quite likely …
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A little more of what I’ve learned
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 …
Old Times Come to Me Once More
Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, February 21, 2020, 11:20 a.m. Everything I’ve done this morning leads me in the direction of a song. I posted some thoughts on Facebook, and two people noted that it sounded like a song could be written from it. I am thus presently thinking about one. As soon as I finished …
Things I Wish Somebody Else Would Say
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, November 23, 2019, 10:01 a.m.. A frustration of mine is wishing people would say what I would. Whether it’s a presidential debate, or a stock car race, or a sitcom, I can’t understand why people with a voice don’t use it the way I would. For instance, I don’t find President …
Just Some Writer Staring at the Wall
Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, April 13, 2019, 2:27 p.m. It has not been uncommon for me to express the belief that the biggest problem facing writers is simple. More and more people write, and less and less people read. It’s sort of a double-edged sword, particularly if one happens to write books. Getting them published …
Another Birthday in the Life
Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, April 9, 2019, 12:07 p.m. Another year has come and gone. Fate chose mine to pass on the eighth day of April, which left me a week off a fool from the get-go. (The above was quite possibly the first time I have ever typed the word “get-go” without it being …
Folks Are So Mad They Could Just Spit
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, August 5, 2018, 10:22 a.m. People seem habitually, chronically and incurably mad at one another. They are divided into warring camps. My theory is that everything is slowly becoming a sport. My team is made up of incredibly gifted student-athletes who will follow up a national championship by huddling up to …
Run Along, Nothing to See Here: Just Random Thoughts
Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, March 16, 2018, 4:15 p.m. Trial and error. Risk and reward. Deadlines and commitments. Random meetings. A few nights ago, I bumped into a man I grew up with at Dollar General. I bought some soap and a box of Raisin Bran. Even though I live in a small town, and …
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Ain’t No Need to Sit and Wonder Why
Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, February 22, 2018, 8:01 a.m. This morning I awakened from a dream that concerned pickup basketball, Daytona International Speedway, a friend from high school, and trying to get back into the track without benefit of either shoes or my hard card. I haven't been to Daytona Beach in more than five …
This Too Will Pass … Or It Won’t
Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, October 26, 2017, 11:03 a.m. It was 100 degrees in Los Angeles for the first game of the World Series. The president is Donald Trump. A hurricane hit Ireland. Puerto Rico is still an American wasteland a month after Maria. I thought, oddly, about an old pop song. Take a letter, …
Nightrider's Lament 