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If I had a dollar …

You’ve heard others say it, or perhaps you have said it yourself, that “if I had a dollar for every time … blah, blah, blah.

I am an old-school media guy. I grew up reading the newspaper that was delivered to our home from front to back. I did so each day. Every day!

My love of newspapers didn’t end when I left home when I was in my quite early 20s. I got married at 21 to a young woman who was 19. We built a nice life together and it involved newspapers. I worked for four of them over the course of nearly 40 years. Two in Oregon. Two in Texas.

My full time career ended in August 2012. The media world was in the midst of a huge change. It’s still underway.

Americans aren’t ready newspapers the way we all once did. So, when someone tells me they still “prefer to read an actual newspaper” that blackens their fingers with printer’s ink, all I can do is chuckle.

Why? Because if I had a dollar for every person who said such a thing to me I’d be a gazillionaire.

I hang out, I reckon, with too many old timers like me, folks who grew up as I did reading newspapers. That includes the advice columns and the horoscopes, man.

I’m all but absolutely certain that were I to hang with younger folks that I would see a much different world than the one I have left behind. Which I suppose brings me to my point. The media are looking for ways to appeal to the younger among us. They are the future. People like me are part of the fading past.

I get it. Totally and completely.

I want to wish the media companies well in their quest for new readership audiences. I also want to wish the younger Americans out there looking for sources to inform them of the events of the day. They’re out there. You just have to look carefully and decide who among those sources are giving it you straight and which of them are foisting their own world view on a gullible ocean of empty skulls.

Ohhh … the lack of humanity!

Donald Trump’s lack of humanity, grace and forgiveness are on full display with every eruption of politically inspired violence that erupts in communities across this land of ours.

An Immigration and Customs Enforcement officer shot a woman to death as she was fleeing a scene in her car. The jury is still out on whether the ICE officer committed a murderous act or whether he acted in self-defense. The video evidence suggests strongly the former.

The woman was the mother of three small children. She was present to protest ICE’s rounding up of residents for possible deportation. Minneapolis has been shaken to its muncipal core.

So, where is Trump? Has he weighed in with a comment expressing any sort of concern for the children of the woman whose death has left them as orphans? He hasn’t even offered a tepid platitude expressing regret over the incident.

One of the unwritten rules that falls on every president is to lend some level of comfort in times of tragedy, or duress, or tumult. Someone who gets shot to death by an agent of the government, it seems to me, is one of those tragic events that requires a president to step up and say something — anything! — that could lend a modicum of comfort to the nation.

He is silent while chief White House aides and at least two Cabinet officials have determined that the ICE officer was defending himself … against a woman who was driving away from him.

The current POTUS didn’t deliver. No, I am not surprised. I am still angered.

Why run up the score?

Oh, man … it hurts to make this comment criticizing a college football team I want to win the NCAA championship, but I have to speak out at what I saw at the end of the Orange Bowl game on Thursday.

I watched the University of Oregon score touchdown when none was needed to ensure their victory over the Texas Tech Red Raiders.

The Ducks were leading 16-0 with about 30 seconds left in the game. They had stuffed the Tech offense thoroughly during the game. Head coach Dan Lanning called a time out and the Ducks returned to score a touchdown to make the final score 23-0.

Oregon could have simply snapped the ball to run out the clock. There was no time for the Red Raiders to score twice and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.

Sometimes I just don’t quite understand what goes through coaches’ minds in the heat of the moment. I just believe Coach Lanning could have let the clock secure the win all by itself. Don’t misunderstand me. I am glad the Ducks won … but still.

Following custom this holiday season

Custom reigns supreme in my humble North Texas home, which really doesn’t amount to much, except that it means something to little ol’ me.

It is custom in my home that I stay put the day after Christmas, just as I do the day after Thanksgiving. Black Friday is a non-starter in my home. I leave that madness to others to pursue to varying degrees of success.

Same is true for Christmas. The Eve night will be quiet. I might go to to church around midnight. I will make that call later. I will spend the holiday with my sons, daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

I made a pact long ago to not let Christmas stress me out. I was faithful to that pact once again this year. I finished my shopping five whole days early, which is pretty good for me. I have been seen frequenting stores on Christmas Eve looking for that “perfect gift” for my special loved one. I got it done early this year.

The new year awaits. 2026 looks like it’s going to be a good one for me and for those close to me. I’ll just gear up for the festivities.

I’ll follow the customary path into the coming year.

With that … Merry Christmas and let’s prepare for a year full of surprises and dreams come true.

One holiday at a time … thank you!

The street where I live in Princeton, Texas, is part of a nice subdivision just south of U.S. 380. It’s next to an elementary school and the neighborhood is crawling with kids who run or skateboard to school each morning.

The homes are modest, but nice. It’s probably my forever place to live.

But as I look up and down the street this evening just after saying good night to my family who were here to celebrate Thanksgiving with dear ol’ Dad and Grandpa, I am struck by the sight of lights adorning rooflines celebrating Christmas. Some of the houses have those blow-up decorations on the lawn depicting Santa Claus, Rudy the Reindeer and assorted other symbols of Christmas.

I have to tell you that it boggles my mind how folks can celebrate two famed holidays at once. I mean, c’mon! Thanksgiving is quite enough to stand all by itself in Americans’ homes, as it commemorates the settling of this great land along the 13 Colonies in the 17th and early 18th centuries. We went to war with the Crown to win independence from the Brits. I watched “The Patriot” the other evening just to remind myself of the brutality associated with the American Revolution.

Now I turn my attention to Christmas. Not while I’m carving a turkey in the kitchen and serving it to my sons, my daughter-in-law and my granddaughter.

One holiday at a time is sufficient for this old-timer.

Vets get overdue respect

High Plains Blogger has called attention over the years to my favorite veteran … that would be my Dad, a World War II Navy vet who saw his share of hell on Earth during his years fighting fascists.

I occasionally speak a bit about my own military experience, which pales in comparison to what Dad endured.

Today, I want to discuss the growing up of the nation, which this week celebrates the millions of men and women who have served in the military. It took a war that we didn’t win on the battlefield for Americans to stoop to new lows in the way it treated its veterans. Many of my colleagues came home to actual scorn from Americans because they followed lawful orders and committed — in the uneducated eyes of their fellow citizens — crimes against humanity.

Baby killers? My ass …

This year veterans are bound to feel love and respect they were denied when we came home from the Vietnam War. I won’t dwell on what happened in the bad old days. Instead, I will call attention to the respect coming from TV commentators who, two generations ago, likely would be leading the jeers intended for the returning veterans.

Whatever. We’ve all grown up. We are more mature these days. I will accept whatever thanks that could come my way as we celebrate those who suit up to defend this nation and protect the rights we all enjoy.

Trump has gone MIA

What in the name of blathering idiocy has become of Donald J. Trump, the self-proclaimed dealmaker in chief, the guy who always vows to negotiate his way out of any scrape?

The dude has yet to show his overfed puss in this fight over health insurance, food for the neediest Americans. It has resulted in a shutting down of the federal government. It is jeopardizing air travel as we enter the busiest travel season of the entire year. This is the guy who supposedly wrote “The Art of the Deal” in which he boasts about the deals he has struck.

Oh, wait. I forgot. The guy also is a pathological liar who cannot be trusted to tell the truth on anything, at any time, on any subject … no matter how trivial.

We’ve trudged through the previous record for government shutdowns. We’re now in virgin territory. I am one American who is scheduled to board a jetliner in a few days and fly east for a couple of days and nights. It is imperative that I arrive at my destination on the day I said I would be there. I am not entirely sure I’ll be able to do so.

Why? Because the self-proclaimed master of his domain refuses to get off his ass long enough to make a few phone calls and push his Republican sycophants to work on behalf of those who put them in power.

East Wing destruction so very galling

I am having difficulty getting past the notion of Donald Trump deploying the bulldozers and backhoes to knock down the East Wing of the White House.

This heartless bastard doesn’t give a rat’s ruby red rear end about history or how the building where he will live for the next three years holds so much of our nation’s rich history. Dude wants to build a gold-adorned ballroom. Never f***ing mind that the East Wing is part of the people’s house, that’s my house, your house. The guy who has moved in there on a temporary basis has taken it upon himself to knock a good part of it down.

It is an outrageous violation of what we normally think of as decent, graceful and normal.

Presidents of the United States just don’t have carte blanche to destroy valuable pieces of public property. However, Trump doesn’t give a crap on what is normal.

It’s going to take me a while to get past this disgraceful act of arrogance.

A question to ask of Trump …

A fair question one could pose to Donald J. Trump might go something like this … but bear in mind that we are talking about a pathological liar, a serial cheat and a man who says he’s never sought forgiveness.

Uh, Donald, how would react if one of your employees got caught with his hand in the till, while he was boinking a colleague of his and the two of them were plotting to take over your company … possibly using violent means?

I am not a Trump cultist — oh, duhhh! — so I cannot answer that question with a semblance of fairness. My hope would be that he cut the employees loose with cause and with malice and the he would seek to repair whatever damage had been done to the company in question.

The question is relevant because about 77 million Americans cast their votes in 2024 for an inidividual who has (allegedly) done all those things. They comprise the moronic MAGA brigade of Trump loyalists who gave their guy a pass on all the transgressions he has committed and some of which he has actually acknowledged! Lest we forget, we must remember that Trump provoked the mob to attack the Capitol on 1/6 in an effort to reverse the result of a free and fair presidential election in 2020.

So, I sit in my North Texas home scratching my head and wondering how this guy would react if someone who worked for him damaged his company the way he has inflicted damage on our great nation.

MAGA’S message works

Every so often I get a criticism on this blog that rings true, that the critic makes a good point.

I am going to acknowledge one of those critics right now.

He challenged a blog post that suggested that voters can reject the MAGA movement simply by voting the MAGA dipshits out of office. My critic pointed out that parthy shift from Democrat to Republican is the most significant he has seen in his lifetime. I can’t challenge that, so I’ll accept it.

But I believe the underlying message of his critique is correct. The MAGA movement has perfect its messaging, its content and its delivery of it to Americans. The anti-MAGA gang is floundering. They cannot seem to speak with a limited number of voices, let alone with a single voice.

Think about this. I’ve used the term “MAGA” as an actual word. It’s in reality an acronym for Make America Great Again. Right there is a victory for the MAGA movement. It has established its identity to such a level that the acronym now doubles as a word, kinda like SCUBA diver and TEA party.

I disagree that we need to “make Ameria great again.” We have been a great country for my entire life. Even longer than that. We continue to lead the world in research and development, in Nobel laureates, we are the strongest military machine in human history. We remain the sole indispensable nation on Earth. The MAGA cult has persuaded enough of us to believe that none of that is true.

How did they do it? I believe it is from MAGA’s lack of ambiguity. It has a clear message and it delivers it with passion and the belief that they are right and the rest of us have grown a second head or a third eye.

The anti-MAGA crowd must develop its own message technique in a hurry. The result will be catastrophic for our nation as the MAGA goons continue to make mincemeat of the rest of the world’s greatest nation.