Politics

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    September 15, 2016
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    Are you, like I am, ready to throw in the towel? Cry uncle? Knuckle under? Abandon hope? Turn the TV screen to the wall? Make promises to God?  Then you are, like I am, suffering from the malady known as Election Fatigue, or in drug company lingo, EF.  And there are still fifty-four more days to go.  And presently, no known antibiotic.

    Fifty-four days? No big deal.  That’s less than two months.  You’ve waited longer than that for a couch to be delivered.  Or a baby.

    But , hey, let’s keep it in perspective.  This election cycle may be the longest in American history, starting a full 21 months before actual election day.  That’s the equivalent of two babies — past their due date. Continue Reading

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    Overheard in the Sandbox

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    August 27, 2016
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    Here’s the Thing…..

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    July 16, 2016
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    Bowled Over

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    June 15, 2016
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    May 31, 2016
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    More Dinners with Friends

    Six days and counting, and I continue to eat my way out of Florida.  More good-bye dinners with friends we will not see for six months.   So what if my clothes have gotten tighter? …

    May 16, 2016
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    April Is The Cruelest Month…

    April is a month that seems to inspire poetry.  However, Chaucer, who praised April in his prologue to the “Canterbury Tales” would certainly not have agreed with the opening line of T.S. Eliot’s famous…

    April 30, 2016
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    Now You See Me, Now You Don’t

    I was in a doctor’s waiting room the other day catching up on my magazine reading (see “Death, Taxes, and the Annual Exam,” February 29, 2016), when the title of a particular article captured…

    March 31, 2016
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