With a highly visible media push, we are seeing a plethora of “new ideas” gaining traction or at least, the illusion of such. They range from reparations, the elimination of the electoral college and how embracing socialism can, amazingly, be considered a virtuous act. There is even talk of lowering the voting age to 16. […]
How to Break a Man…
Imagine a small office filled wall-to-wall with file cabinets and that each is wide open and its contents are either taped to the wall or dumped in a pile on the floor. Welcome to the mind of the human male.. This little slice of chaos has managed, somehow, to avoid any type of useful evolution […]
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It’s time to rest, John
John McCain O dear soul, it is finally time for you to rest To gladly exhale, one last time Your corpus ever so weary and worn by tireless battles Never yielding, ever driven to Persevere, to Survive, to Overcome You have returned home Physically broken, emotionally exhausted, trudging one day to the next with Strength […]
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Where Have I Been? Finishing the 2nd Book! A Year of the Sunflowermuse! It’s available from Amazon in Paperback or eBook.
A Year of The Sunflower Muse: The Thoughts and Musings of a Curious Fool (TheSunflowerMuse.Com Book 1) by Michael McCown Kindle Edition $9.99 Traveling Zen; finding Peace in the Details: The path to Great Travel isn’t found in a Guidebook, it’s Found in the Lessons of Those who Have gone Before. by Michael McCown […]
Think being a Parent is hard, wait until you’re a Grandparent.
What is the hardest job in the world? The answer is, of course, subjective. At the end of the day though, I thought that being a parent ultimately topped the list. I was wrong. Becoming a parent, requires only that you participate in the act of procreation and nine-ish months later, you’re a parent. Don’t […]
Through The Looking Glass
The reflection in the store window followed my every movement. The Edges blurred, the detail faint yet, familiar. I paused and peered deeply into the glass; It was my Father, it was my Sons.