It's not Berlusconi, or Mussolini, or Caesar (even the red kind), I think of when I think of Donald J. Trump. It is Captain Queeg. You don't know who that is? Ah, another sign of how our culture has been segregated, maybe even sanitized, by the powers-that-be.
sch 10/21
What a mess of things! Journals from 2010 and onward until today (still not got all the old ones on - yet). Stuff that just interests me - writing, books, music, politics. Yes, another old white guy shooting his mouth off - but trying to show what he has learned and hoping it can be fun for you. Enjoy. Learn. It is all your choice how to use this blog, but it is meant to have a use. The day we stop learning is the day we die.
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