My first book of poetry, Words on a Page and other poems, is now available for purchase through Amazon Kindle Publishing. Take a look and be sure to leave a review. For independent authors like me, reviews are what make the difference.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
I've submitted my first collection of poetry Words on a Page and other poems to Kindle Direct Publishing. It should be available in the next few days. As soon as the link is up on Amazon, I'll be posting it here and on my book review blog, The King's Crier: Book Reviews.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
So it only took a video of a beatdown for the right thing to be done. That’s all. Never mind the fact that he was allowed to keep playing the game with only a 2 game suspension. Never mind the fact that the team owner, the general manager, and the Commissioner of the NFL decided to give him a slap on the wrist.
They’re not sorry it happened.
They’re sorry they got caught in a cover-up.
Keith Olbermann puts it far better than I can.
Sometimes I hate being part of the same species as people like these fucks.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
There’s a conversation I had recently with a family member that inspired an essay awhile back. I used a great deal of harsh language in the essay and more than a few creative curse words.
Be prepared for a few more this post.
Watch this video after the jump. It’s only five minutes out of your day.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
This essay is a response to an essay written by Roger E. Olson.
Mr. Olson’s essay deals with the question of whether Christians should be afraid of being on the wrong side of history. Specifically this is dealing with support for same-sex marriage. It’s a topic I’ve discussed many times in the past and have used the phrase “wrong side of history” when discussing those Christians who vehemently and hatefully resist measures proposed for marriage equality.
Mr. Olson feels that the phrase “wrong side of history” is a polite way of saying people who oppose marriage equality will be viewed “like our ancestors who defended slavery, oppression of women, and resisted the Civil Rights Movement in the 1950s and 1960s”. It’s a valid concern on the part of Mr. Olson and others who share his views on marriage.
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
My first memory of Robin Williams is listening to his Live at the Met performance on tape. I was 8 or 9 at the time. My mother instructed my younger brother and I to not repeat his language. As readers of this blog are aware, that lesson didn’t fucking take. She encouraged us to laugh, though. Like millions of other people, we did. We laughed, we cried from laughing so much, we caught our breath, and we laughed some more.
Robin Williams, the man of a thousand voices, passed away on August 11, 2014 of an apparent suicide. He will be missed, by me and millions of other people.
Thursday, July 17, 2014
What does she see
looking over that scarred chain link
fence? Does she see an embittered
landscape, the prize for an ideological
war? Does she see children
like herself, afraid of all the horrors
the adults try to hide from them?
Does she know about the world
beyond the fence, the world beyond the Strip,
where death comes from old age
rather than missle barrages from attack helicopters
or bomb vests and holy epithets?
She looks off, at the sunset,
the far off horizon as foreign to her
as a life without war or poverty.
She should see that horizon
someday, from the other side of the fence.