Tag: Decency

Present Imperfect

Once upon a time (okay, it was just a few days ago), a comment appeared on one of my posts. I’m always pleased by comments, relishing both the input and the opportunity to provide meaningful output. But in this case, things went a bit deep… The commenter shared […]

Communique from Cómpeta – #7

  Somewhere, over there Many thousands of miles Lies my homeland Where so much Has gone so wrong Democracy has been wounded Stabbed by the flailing blind Compelled by ignorance and fear I don’t understand How some can harbor so much hate Such indecency, festering, fertilized in the […]

Past Imperfect – #4

As they idled in traffic, Gaby, Lois and Sweet Pea (left to right) did their best to pretend that the car door had not fallen off their vehicle, because to acknowledge such would take the spotlight off their expensive couture, and we couldn’t have that. The ease with […]

Past Imperfect – #340

Peggy: “I’m so bored holding this position while they adjust the lighting.” Bunny: “Well, I must say that I shouldn’t be bored, considering what’s right in front of me. But since I’m apparently missing one of my eyes, my depth perception is a bit off. Are you stacked […]

Past Imperfect – #348

“Hi, my name is Any Woman, and I was a prostitute in the infamous Storyville section of New Orleans, and my voice from the past is here to warn you that one hundred years later there will still be Republican men who will do everything they can to […]

Past Imperfect – #129

Stephen had the brilliant idea of founding his own town where no discrimination of any kind was allowed, and everyone had free healthcare. Sadly, he didn’t understand the importance of social media in these short-attention-span times, and no trains ever arrived. He found out later that the Republicans […]

Communique from Cómpeta – #7

  Somewhere, over there Many thousands of miles Lies my homeland Where so much Has gone so wrong Democracy has been wounded Stabbed by the flailing blind Compelled by ignorance and fear I don’t understand How some can harbor so much hate Such indecency, festering, fertilized in the […]