Charleston and Pete

I woke up to the violent face of racism, but I went to bed with gifted hope. From an old cowboy named Pete.

Tea Parties Are For Little Girls

After enjoying a recent Facebook-powered mini-debate over the Tea Party movement, I decided to write up a short and jagged little rehash of stuff I’ve already said. It should come as no surprise to regular visitors to my… Read More

The Times, They Are A-Changin’

Well, Americans elected a black man for President yesterday, and judging by the jibbering and chittering coming out of the mouths of your average Texan today, you’d think the devil himself will be sacrificing goats and raping virgins… Read More