The Collateral Damage of Trump’s Spiritual Bankrutpcy

I've had a temporary power outage. It's been all things Trump, all the time. A form of walking pneumonia. I see his ugly hateful face, even in my dreams, and I seethe. I see a glory thirsty monster that would knock off the Dalai Lama if he thought he could steal that title too. Man …

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Gone Fishin’

Outdoorsy Pacific North Westerners, may remember fishing with uncle Henry or aunt Henrietta as a kid. Good times.  Fishing is also a junkies term for a heart stopping cocaine, or meth overdose, not so good times. I think about them every day. Etched on my mind is John, brother of Michael, whom I spent plenty …

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