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The critic William Spanos described Jean-Paul Sartre's seminal work as relating to "the uncertainty...of human existence so strong that the imagination cannot comprehend it." The word evokes a human condition so unpleasant that it is not considered a good topic for dinner conversation or much else for that matter. The current state of our political affairs evokes the word too. 

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When Barack Obama overtook Hillary Clinton for the Democratic nomination in 2008 many in politics asked how this freshman senator from Illinois could possibly be an effective president with so little experience. We might, now, have the answer. Not very easily. What Obama lacks is that one quality Hillary has.  She has been in the fray, both in Arkansas, and in Washington, for many years.&

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One of the many wonderful lines delivered by Michael Constantine as "Gus" in My Big Fat Greek Wedding when he realized that he had the solution to a problem. So, in that spirit, I think I have a way out of the mess in Washington. Often when there is a problem in another country, that its' leaders seem incapable of solving, we send in one of our elder statesmen to broker a deal. 

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Here's my dilemma... The Tea Party makes me want to, in the words of my wonderful wife, "hurl." Yet I understand their raison d'etre.  They contend, and their argument is not without merit, that the government is broken and needs to be replaced with either nothing or, at a minimum, less of what we have. Given that Congress' approval rating is at about 10% it would seem that

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I want to generously suggest a plausible reason why the student loan rate doubled today, going from 3.4% to 6.8%. Pay attention and follow me closely here so the reason doesn't slip by in a moment of distraction. The President's annual salary is...$400,000.00 The Vice President's annual salary is...$230,700.00 A Senator's annual salary is...$174,000.00 A Congressman's annual salary is...$

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I don't use the "N" word.  I know people who do though. They range from faux-rappers to construction workers to business types.  You know the first kind, the white Jewish kids from the burbs who "wanna be" and refer to one another as "N", while "cruisin'" with their "homies" in Daddy's SUV. The second sort are the ignorami who fix the clogged drain, the faulty outlet and the dead

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It was never wrong.  It was always right. Gay Rights. It's about friggin' time!!

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Scenario: I'm rushing through the supermarket to get home with dog food, juice, milk and ice cream. I'm afraid that the ice cream will melt in the 90 degree heat.  I look for the check out line with the least amount of people.  I go to the express, 12 items or less line (I have less than 12...) and queue up. Just then a little old lady approaches.  I really mean little and old

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Let me start by saying that I was, and continue to be, a devoted fan of "The Sopranos" and James Gandolfini. We own the entire show and have watched it, in it's entirety, jumping around a bit, several times. We use some of the dialogue in our everyday conversations and have had the thrill of meeting several of the cast members. I was very sad to hear of the death, last week, of James

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It's not that I don't trust President Obama.  I don't trust any of our political leaders. Modern politics has it set up so that politicians are more concerned with their donors than they are with the concerns of the voters. They have to be.  The donors fund the ever increasingly expensive campaigns that these people must run in order to be competitive. Millions and millions of

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I'm sorry but I'm going to have to revisit a topic about which I previously posted a while back. I was listening to the radio this morning  and I was informed that Prince Philip had been released from hospital in England (the British don't say "the" hospital, they just say "hospital".)  I was also informed that Nelson Mandela remains in hospital in South Africa. Let's pause for a

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Question:  What do you have if you give a small shore bird to a group of convicts? Answer:  A tern for the worst. Sorry folks...I couldn't help myself. Which brings me to my point of the day.  What is it with growing old? I am reminded everyday of my age and, therefore, my mortality.  You see, I have a teenaged daughter, sixteen years old to be exact. She is finishing

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I must most sincerely apologize for my absolute lack of any enthusiasm for politics these days. I mourn the past with a great deal of emotional pain.  Gone are the days of George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Bill Clinton and even Willard Romney, although all of the above make occasional forays into the news from time to time. But the fire is out.  They all brought excitement.  The

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Chapter One   Timing is everything.  Brinnie knew that if she could wait until the end of the recital she'd be alright. She also knew damned well that if she gave in and sneezed right then she would create a disturbance and ruin the evening. Brinnie was not in the habit of playing by the rules.  She had spent her life, so far, doing pretty much what she wanted, whenever she

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I will take heat for this post but I don't care.  I'm feeling ornery, cantankerous and grumpy today so watch out...! I think Republican female politicians and pundits are more physically attractive than their Democratic counterparts. There...I said it.  Let the hostile, angry, foaming comments begin. What?  Nothing?  Nobody?  The sounds of apathetical silence... But

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WARNING! This post starts out in a very pompous, name dropping, sort of way, but redeems itself later on. I just couldn't help myself.  Sorry... A few years ago my beautiful wife and I were driving through the South of France returning to Paris from the Cannes Film Festival which we had been credentialled to cover for The Associated Press. While we were there we had made a side trip to

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I am breaking my self imposed "lack of things to say" with the following missive: "You go for it Boy!!" I am, of course, referring to Anthony Weiner's announcement that he is running for Mayor of New York City. Why not I ask you?  Why the hell not?! Look, if Martha Stewart and O.J. Simpson and Oliver North can have thriving, post scandal, careers than why can't a guy, who has

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I recently finished a conversation that was begun in 1969.  It wasn't an actual conversation with words but it has been a thought that has gone in and out of my head many times since then. A little background: I was playing music with some friends...Bid, Meg and Michele...back in 1969.  I was the guitarist, principal songwriter and one of three vocalists, Meg and Michele being the

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Now comes the news we've eagerly anticipated for a few years now. There's going to be another Michael Jackson trial. Whoop-de-doo.. I don't know about you but I can't wait...to not watch it on television. Jeeeezuz, Mary and Joseph...Joseph Jackson that is.  By all accounts, Michael Jackson's childhood was dysfunctional at best.  There have been accusations that his father was

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There's a fat chance that I won't weigh in on such a heavy subject as obesity. So here goes... I am, like about a gazillion other people, struggling with my weight. I am older now and I'm not as active, nor do I eat properly.  I'm not fat.  I've got "a few extra pounds..." My favorite foods include every single thing you're not supposed to eat with the exception of bananas, all fish,

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As the recipient of the 2013 Bloggie, the international award for excellence in blog posting, I have been inundated with endorsement requests.  Inundated I tell ya, inundated! My beautiful wife asked me to weigh in about an outfit she wanted to wear and my daughter wondered what I thought of a song she was writing. The requests don't end. So here are some endorsements that I wish to make

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Lying has become the national pastime.  Forget about baseball or football or even the March Madness marketing campaign. Lying is what we love to do.  Almost all of us.  Maury, Springer, Dr. Phil.  The pop culture is full of outlets for lying and its' reward of 15 minutes of fame or more. "Do I look fat in this dress?" "Do you really love me?" "Want more pasta?" The

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First let me say the following before I launch off into my "Tirade du Jour."  Incidentally a tirade is an event in which someone pilfers neckwear from your closet in a black ops kind of way. Ok...I recently saw a report on TV about energy drinks and how one company is changing the way in which it classifies its' product so as to avoid having to report dangerous side effects. The report

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I just learned that The Rascals, aka The Young Rascals are performing on Broadway. I'm not going and I'll tell you why if you're interested. Oh...you are?  Good.  Here goes... I'm a musician and the first instrument I played was the drums (were the drums...?) I loved Gene Krupa.  One of my teachers, in the 8th grade, saw Krupa play, live, and brought me an autographed&nbsp

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Let me say one more thing about the recent round of philosophical "changes" taking place in our political class these days. I am a very strong advocate of changing one's mind.  I think it is the sign of a healthy intellect to have a point of view and then, upon the introduction of new information, have a willingness to change that point of view. In the late 15th century most learned men,

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