Coming in From the Cold

Coming in From the Cold

How does one who comes in from the cold (that’s what spies used to call coming home from a mission) explain to fellow Americans that they live in a perpetual state of blissful euphoria punctuated by bouts of fake fear? How does one, who’s ridden the...
THE NINTH NIGHT, 30 Days Has September

THE NINTH NIGHT, 30 Days Has September

I lay prone on the jungle mat of fallen leaves, fronds and smaller branches. I couldn’t tell how deep the mass under me was, although back at the hole we’d blown earlier, the jungle floor mat seemed like it was almost a foot thick. It was better than the mud. We had...
THE CHILDREN

THE CHILDREN

Getting ready? Getting ready for national leadership that does not believe in the advances of science in computers, the Internet, email, or most anything else? Well, Donald Trump rails against all of those things. Get ready for worrying about nuclear war again. Donald...
JUST A HARD-WORKING JOE

JUST A HARD-WORKING JOE

Getting ready? Getting ready for what you now might see coming but maybe not? The ethics thing was a just a beginning. Ryan is in as Speaker, both houses are republican and Trump is about to become president. So you wanted all those people to lose their medical...
GOOD TRUMP MOVE

GOOD TRUMP MOVE

When Donald Trump does something that appears to be good, well, I write about it. I do not think he’s a bad or evil man. I simply think he’s about as daffy as a cartoon character. What did he do? He went up against his own republicans in making idiots out...
THE NINTH DAY THIRD PART, 30 Days Has September

THE NINTH DAY THIRD PART, 30 Days Has September

When the company came to a slowing halt, I was more than ready to rest. The straps of my pack burned where they pressed down over the narrower suspender straps that held up my web belt. We’d made it back close to where the company had veered north and gone to the aid...
THE NINTH DAY SECOND PART, 30 Days Has September

THE NINTH DAY SECOND PART, 30 Days Has September

The West Pointer Captain Mertz’s plan to stay waiting for resupply, and take credit for the kills and any wounded NVA left behind, made logical sense. I knew that neither I, nor any of the Marines in the company, gave a tinker’s damn about who got credited for anything.