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With the latest developments, I sincerely hope those who still think Trump would make a good president have filled out their organ donor cards.

For surly, they are brain-dead.


October 8, 2016 at 7:19 pm 3 comments


I will soon get back to the true purpose of this blog, aiding writers. I have pieces planned for ideas for science fiction stories, (I have too many ideas to work. You are welcome to use what I describe. You won’t be disappointed.), sites to publish and a host of websites for finding agents. But first, I had to get this off my chest.

This is food for thought. For a writer of nonfiction or fiction, here are situations which, unfortunately, are not fiction.

Banks are destroying the country yet say that regulations are too strict, just think Wells Fargo when you consider that the regulations for these institutions are too strict.

Pharmaceutical companies are selecting products individuals need to survive and increasing prices for no other reason than to increase profits. I have worked in the pharmaceutical industry and realize the cost that goes into making a drug. I have seen projects that have failed, after many years of effort. Some of this cost is passed onto the consumer to pay for projects the do work. But when the price for a product is set, and it is suddenly raised, the purpose of the increase is nothing but greed.

Where or what is the policy which can reduce greed. CEOs constantly complain of too much regulation. But it is these very individuals profiting from the control they have, especially through political contributions, who reap the profits as the public reaps the pain.

Are we totally lost, or is there a way out of this atmosphere which grips our country?

October 6, 2016 at 2:53 am Leave a comment


Can someone explain this to me?

Wells Fargo Bank have committed unspeakable wrongs. Having been caught they fire more than 5000 people who the company compelled them to do or face firing.

These people are now scrambling to find a way to continue their lives. I’m sure some family tragedies will result from this senseless event.

Yet, the woman who oversees, directly, the section involved walked away with a 100 million dollar package.

Where the hell is the justice in this country? And where the fuck is the justice?   

September 24, 2016 at 9:03 pm 1 comment


I am once again straying from the purpose of this blog to reflect on my human experience in this f—ked up world. This has happened before, and I can guarantee, it will happen again.

In regards to the Catholic Church, I envy those believers who maintain their beliefs no matter what they hear during mass, even if it goes against their knowledge, or what is revealed in the press.

I strayed from the Catholic Church for twenty years or more. But when my daughters were born I decided to reenter the religion, wanting them to have some religious education as opposed to nothing. If they continued to practice their religion into adulthood, it was up to them.

So my girls and I attended church. My former wife was non Catholic, but enjoyed the Christmas and Easter masses.

One Sunday, while my oldest daughter, Annie, was in high school she heard a sermon delivered by a deacon. She was so upset by what she heard that she refused to receive communion. I would later develop an intense dislike for this person by the nonsense he spewed. And all we could do, as a sea of bobble-heads was to agree or remain silent.

Time passed, my girls went to college, and I attended mass alone.

One Sunday, the priest preforming the mass announce that, for the following week, there would be homework, as in bringing a pen. That next Sunday there were post cards in all the pews meant to be sent to our congressmen pleading to vote against abortion.

My church’s mass had suddenly become ‘Big Brother’. The faithful filled out their cards and at the same time studied what all around them were doing. Those who had not done what was told were identified when the cards were collected.  I remember thinking, “Is this legal?”

I can point out other incidents making no sense to me. As the Sunday shortly after it was revealed that the priests in Europe and Ireland were molesting children just as our homegrown clergy. The second collection was to support the European parishes.

There was another incident when for weeks church members stood in front of the congregation and told how they were tithing to the church. Since doing that all of life’s matters had come to a happy conclusion. Eventually, the head priest announced that some parishioners him what he did with this extra money. He announced that he used to money in times of emergency.

What was I missing?                                                                                                                                                                      

I live outside Philadelphia and what tears me apart is the abuse of children by priests. When the abuse became known, the priests were transferred to where they could continue their despicable act. I realized there were priests’ acts I found repulsive, and at the same time, I was expected to confess my sins to someone performing acts I could not comprehend. If I had committed these acts, I would be jailed and considered a sexual pervert for the rest of my life. But if I were a priest I would maybe receive counseling and then off I go to another parish full of children.

Finally, I really get upset when I see my former parish drive crosses into the ground to represent aborted children. I firmly believe a women has the right to decide what to do with her own body and her future. Do I believe that abortion is right, no? But I also believe women should have the right to choose. And for some, this choice may haunt them for the rest of their lives.


August 11, 2016 at 8:22 pm Leave a comment


I am heterosexual.

There, is said it.

Can I get some media coverage?  I’m a little know writer in need of some.


Okay, I’m old (68), and perhaps uniformed as I should be with the current media, entertainment.  Yet I try to follow the news and I see a constant revelation of persons, I guess in the public eye although their name provides no recognition (old age) coming out as being homosexual and making the news.  This certainly increases their media exposure.  So I thought I’d give it a try.  I’m walking out of the heterosexual closet.  


May 6, 2016 at 8:26 pm 4 comments


With the revelation of The Panama Papers, it does not appear that the concept of ‘trickle down’ worldwide, is working very well.

April 23, 2016 at 7:56 pm 1 comment


I deplore the destruction of history, something that focuses its madness.  But they are not alone in this demonstration of stupidity.  Didn’t British soldiers, during World War I, use the Sphinx for target practice with their cannon?

No culture had a premium on stupidity; not any nationality, religion or purpose.


April 7, 2016 at 9:22 pm 1 comment


I wrote this article in anger and despair, then decided not to publish it.  But only today this article appeared in the Washington Post.

Here is another article which should sicken everyone, especially a parent.

How could my piece possibly relate to writing?  Easy, it is life.  And even when writing fiction, the roots of reality take hold and form the story.

I was raised a Catholic, my children were raised in the church, but I no longer attend mass.  I was frustrated, then sickened as I sat on Sunday morning listening to discussions I could not challenge.  Being told statements that were not true, or not researched.  Making no sense to what I knew to be the truth.

I once found comfort in the presence of the church. The physical building offered peace.  Even the smell of the church, in quiet moments of solitude, I found solace.  Now, I question this source of salvation I once held dear.  Wondering where the truth ends and the lies begin.

My faltering began with the first exposure of child abuse in this area of Pennsylvania, by priests.  I could not wrap my mind around such an announcement.  I realized that I was expected to confess my sins to someone, who potentially, had committed acts worse than I could imagine.  When the Philadelphia Inquirer published their first article about these unspeakable acts by priests from the pulpit we were told not to read the article. As it turns out, this heinous crime was being committed by thousands of priest all over the country, then revealed that this practice was committed by priests all over the world.

 I know that if I had committed these acts, I would have been jailed.  When released put on Megan’s List, and my life ruined.  Yet when the holy commit these crimes, they are transferred to a new parish where they could continue these unholy acts. 

During one mass after the revelation of these crimes, I listened to the celebrant tell us that pedophilia was a disease.  I would say a disease that should have been dealt with before too many innocent lives were ruined.  In reply, I would ask this question, “Does the church consider homosexuality a disease?”  For most of these acts come under that definition. Now every time the church I once attended plants small white crosses in the soil representing the thousands of children aborted, I wish they would also plant little black crosses to represent the thousands of children, living children, whose lives have been damaged by those they pictured as the holiest of holy.

I am sickened by an institution I once held dear.  I did not write this article gain attention, but rather, to explore a past my life once held important, but now causes nothing but confusion.    

March 15, 2016 at 9:34 pm 1 comment


The other day I was getting my seasonal haircut, when I began discussing books with my barber and authors she enjoyed.  During our conversation she mentioned The Giver.  I have read this book and the books concept remains a sore point for me.  I found it lacking in belief, even for fiction.

I know who am I, a totally unknown writer, and who am I to detract from a classic, but here it goes.

I had no problem with most of the story until the fact was revealed in the warped world of The Giver, all you needed to do is cross a bridge over a river and enter the world of normality.  Salvation was just on the other side of this bridge, yet no one dared cross it.  I find that unexplainable.  Perhaps my readers can tell me how my thinking is wrong.  My barber said they did not cross the bridge because they had been brainwashed.  I feel it should have taken a lobotomy.

I shall now boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone.

I shall suggest an alternate ending to the novel.  I would have preferred to see the novel take this turn.  On the other side of the bridge there exists a sinister forest constantly cloaked in darkness.  In this forest reside malevolent beasts, some part human, who kill and devour all foreign life they find.  The journey through this forest would be dangerous beyond belief, but I feel some barrier must exist for the souls inhabiting the land of the Giver, to overcome.

Beyond this forest is another bridge over another river which these monsters of the forest dare not cross.  Beyond this bridge lies a normal society.  Those who risk the forest will find a fulfilled life.

That’s how I would have ended the story.


March 9, 2016 at 9:48 pm 1 comment


I cannot believe there exists so much division with the next Supreme Court nomination although none has yet to be made.

Is it possible for an individual (or party) to be always wrong or always right.

This episode only magnifies the fact that this country is in trouble, BIG TIME.

February 16, 2016 at 6:20 pm 1 comment

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