Life is like a long trek up a rugged mountain trail. We pass cliff after sheer cliff along the way, teetering on the edge of disaster more frequently than we’d like to admit. In any given moment, we might feel the excitement of daring to pass those treacherous edges and living to tell about it, the fear of not knowing what’s waiting for us around the next bend, sincere gratitude for having travelled this far, or the nagging dread that one day our luck will run out.
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Political Violence
When DJT came down the escalator to announce his political career ten years ago, I notice two things. 1. His wife was in front of him on the...
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Sometimes I feel sad But there’s nothing wrong with me That a hug won’t fix
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Trash stinks. But when large piles of garbage bags sit out in the sweltering summer sun waiting for the Sanitation Department to come along ...
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Someone should develop a Unified Theory of Mammals to explain the human tendency to take on the behavior of other species - - the pig - ...
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