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Bonfire of my vanity

January 15, 2018 by Dave Knadler

Bonfire of my vanity

Take a look at the composite picture above: What do the five faces have in common? I’ll just wait here while you ponder. Hint: It’s not the Dave Clark Five. It’s not the Five Amigos. It’s not the Five Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It’s not the Five Guys. It’s not the Five Pillars of Islam. No, my friends, these five faces represent the closest resemblance to yours […]

Filed Under: internet, Me, social media

It could be worse.
Just ask Grant

January 10, 2018 by Dave Knadler

It could be worse.<br> Just ask Grant

If you’ve ever thought America is going to hell in a handbasket — and who among us hasn’t? — take a trip back to the mid-19th century and see how you like it then. That’s what I’ve been doing since the first of the year: Reading Ron Chernow’s 960-page biography of Ulysses S. Grant. I’ve learned a lot from “Grant,” but mostly this: Crises and cataclysms come […]

Filed Under: american life, Books

Vain hopes for 2018

January 1, 2018 by Dave Knadler

Last night we headed for bed just before midnight. The New Year’s Eve gunfire was like the opening battle scene in “Saving Private Ryan,” to the point that the dog followed us upstairs to cower by the bed. My wife asked me what my hopes for 2018 might be. She asks things like that. I hadn’t thought much about it, but the answer came pretty quickly: “To […]

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Another Christmas tale

December 20, 2017 by Dave Knadler

Another Christmas tale

Cynthia from HR brought around the Christmas card. By the time it reached Henderson’s desk, it was already bulging with bills. Henderson sighed and reached for his wallet. He wasn’t crazy about diminishing his meager supply of cash, but it was Christmas time and he supposed he should do his part to help the less fortunate. Probably a coworker had suffered some medical emergency, some unforeseen household […]

Filed Under: christmas, politics

Will Roy Moore
ruin Christmas?

December 11, 2017 by Dave Knadler

Will Roy Moore<br> ruin Christmas?

This is what it’s come to: Watching the results of an Alabama senatorial election likes it’s the freaking AFC playoffs. Does scrappy underdog Doug Jones come from behind to knock off crappy horndog Roy Moore? It’s anybody’s game! Who’s ready for some football? My prediction just before the polls close: Roy Moore will win it handily. Not even close. Two touchdowns and a field goal. Why? Because […]

Filed Under: christmas, politics, thatfuckingtrump

Judgment Day
for American swine

November 30, 2017 by Dave Knadler

Judgment Day<br> for American swine

The wife and I were talking about sexual harassment a couple of weeks ago. I forget which famous man was accused and fired that day; you lose track after awhile. But I do remember saying, “Jeez, who’s next, Garrison Keillor?” It was a joke. I was trying to come up with a famous person, other than Pope Francis, who would seem least likely to play the horndog […]

Filed Under: american life, Swine, thatfuckingtrump

In ‘American Vandal,’
the truth ain’t out there

November 28, 2017 by Dave Knadler

In ‘American Vandal,’<br>the truth ain’t out there

American Vandal’s serious tone is perfect satire

Filed Under: american life, television

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