I’m an American. I root for Team USA during the Olympics. I get a little misty-eyed when the flag is raised or I hear the first strains of The Star Spangled Banner. I sigh in delight over rockets red glare on the Fourth of July. I wax poetic about the joy of a cheeseburger and…
Tag: guns
America is a Gun
No one needs an assault rifle. Or a semi-automatic rifle. Or whatever the semantic difference is that people think is important and is really not because that’s not the point. No one needs an AR-15 to defend themselves. No one needs to open carry a semi-automatic weapon. No one needs one to protect themselves from…
Thoughts and Prayers Aren’t Enough To Make Me Go Home
I don’t recognize the country I left eight years ago. I don’t recognize my home. When I left, I never feared being shot over a parking spot or of my life ending in a pool of bloody popcorn kernels while watching a blockbuster onscreen. I didn’t have nightmares of my children being gunned down at school,…
The Exception to the Rule
The one who cried rape just to get even The one who scammed welfare and lived like a king The one who had an abortion at 30 weeks because she changed her mind The one who claimed to be transgender to do some peeping Tom foolery The one who strapped on a suicide vest just because he was Muslim…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 