Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 20

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 20

Arch Patton It Was 1993 Chapter 20 Arch was aboard the S.S. Independence, supposedly heading for the Island of Maui. Vibrations emanated up through the deck, as he made his way along a lower corridor to reach a stairway. He knew the smooth harbor sailing was about to...
Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 21

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 21

Arch Patton It Was 1993 Chapter 21 They all took off on their respective errands, the most important thing being to get them out of the cabin and immediately away from the German who was, by now, likely stalking them. It wasn’t until they were three decks up that Arch...
Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 22

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 22

 Arch Patton It Was 1993 Chapter 22 The pilot had wangled a small bolt cutter from somewhere. The advantage of the thing was how easy it was to conceal (being less than the length of a normal man’s arm), the disadvantage was in its diminished cutting capability. And...
THE MARSHALL PLAN

THE MARSHALL PLAN

I read less these days and watch much less television than before the election. I know that I believe even less than I did before about what I see on television, and almost nothing of what I am reading on the Internet. That truth went away so deeply and so quickly I...
Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 23

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 23

Arch Patton IT WAS 1993 Chapter 23 by James Strauss   The pilot moved all the electronic stuff that was built up against the bulkhead, and then plopped down in the German’s desk chair. That was followed by a loud crack as he dropped the small bolt cutter onto the desk...
Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 24

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 24

Arch tore the tape from the German’s mouth. The entire affair, since finding the top secret supposedly by surprise, had been one of risk. Risk to people. Still Cyn, Atlantis, the pilot and even the dingo had gone along, and they’d been at high risk, all of them…..

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 25

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 25

Arch knew that their only hope for surviving getting into Maui, and possibly beyond, lay with the radio operator. They had to have a ‘front’ aboard the Independence, and then some sort of protection when getting off the ship at the port in Maui…..

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 27

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 27

The first thing Arch noticed, while walking up the pier toward downtown Lahaina, was the clouds surrounding the very top of the mountain that was the center of the western lobe of the island. They were huge, slowly billowing, and beautiful in the morning light…..

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 28

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 28

The first thing Arch noticed, again, were the clouds surrounding the very top of the mountain that was the center of the western lobe of the island. They were huge, slowly billowing, and beautiful in the morning light. Good signs for a rigorous hike………

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 29

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 29

Arch woke up wondering where he was. The cold was penetrating every pore of his body. He shivered awake, sitting up quickly, survival driving adrenalin into his system. And he couldn’t see anything except a thick grayness. He looked down…….

A WHITER SHADE OF PALE

A WHITER SHADE OF PALE

“We skipped the light fandango, turned cartwheels across the floor….I was feeling kind of seasick, and the crowd called out for more….” I have taken the election results harder than anyone in my extended family, anyone I know at work and even...
Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 31

Arch Patton, It Was 1993, Chapter 31

Only Harpo reacted, walking toward the police officer standing in front of them with a grocery bag in one arm. The officer reached down to stroke the only part of the dingo’s head that he allowed anyone to touch. Harpo first wagged his tail, and then sat down to enjoy some more attention.

CARRY ON

CARRY ON

I can’t sleep so well and amazingly my appetite is down like I’m on some special diet. I’m sort of a mix inside of a bit of fear, anxiety and broken hope…….but the main element of strangeness is a feeling inside my very center of...
THIS LAND

THIS LAND

For those of you considering leaving this great country because is may be in a bit of trouble. It may be in a lot of trouble.
Don’t leave. ..

THE SIXTH NIGHT, 30 Days Has September

THE SIXTH NIGHT, 30 Days Has September

The rolling artillery barrage I’d designed, and the battery had applied so effectively, was of exactly no use in doing anything to damage or disable booby traps that were not constructed with detonators or explosives subject to sympathetic detonation. The machine gun had caused significant casualties ……..

THE ELECTION 2016

THE ELECTION 2016

Today is the big day before the big day. Will civility, manners, and outrageous behavior be rewarded or will there be a return to cultural sanity of accepted social behavior on the morrow?

PETER WILSON

PETER WILSON

Peter Wilson, a local attorney and a friend of mine, died in his sleep last night. He had a magnificently bold but weak heart. He was also one of those very rare humans in that he thought I was a better person and much greater than I really am…..

NUCLEAR MEDIA EXPLOSION

NUCLEAR MEDIA EXPLOSION

The abomination of today’s media. The evidence for this abomination is staring us all right in the face every day and could, by next week, lead directly to the end of the great America dream of freedom and liberty….

AMERICAN SCUM

AMERICAN SCUM

Scum. How is America ever going back from scum owning the mass media. Absolutely lousy American companies like Disney, that used to be terrific companies, now owned by the most awful of people who don’t give a damn about the country or its people……

SHAVED LEMURS

SHAVED LEMURS

The Supreme Court. Why the House of Representatives, resisting efforts to appoint anyone to fill the vacant U.S. Supreme Court role, has little to do with partisan politics. Say what? Everything is the opposite of what they are saying…..

4 More Chickenman Episodes

4 More Chickenman Episodes

The White Winged Warrior continues his crusade to be the number one crime fighter in Midland. Chickenman (aka Benton Harbor) would probably would have more success without his mother and the chief of Police. Episode 9 The Feathered Fighter Flaps his wings Furiously...
THE ELECTION and the Cubs

THE ELECTION and the Cubs

Election and the Chicago Cubs It is Sunday night, which means that we only have a week and a day of this election cycle to go. Can we hack it? What will be the next scandal or investigation, tape or audio recording? Whom will come forth to be famous or to be the...
THE SIXTH DAY, 30 Days Has September

THE SIXTH DAY, 30 Days Has September

Full dawn would not come. I lay there, looking at my little Fusner-dug moat. The mist had stayed all night, which I now knew to be the precursor to the monsoon season. It could get worse. It would get worse. Just how in hell God would figure out a way to make it...
On the Road Again, FREEDOM TOWER

On the Road Again, FREEDOM TOWER

What I wanted it to be. The monument and museum of the World Trade Center. I wanted it to be quintessential American. I wanted it to be the best of what a Walt Disney might come up with or the Hollywood people who put on the Olympics that year……..

Mass Media has Challenges?

Mass Media has Challenges?

Just how do you think the mass media is going to keep everyone on the edge of the their seats until the election? They’ve got to do it. It literally means billions to them, and so they go to work…..

THE RACING TRAIN

THE RACING TRAIN

Two weeks to go until the world won’t have Trump to kick around anymore. Women, for the most part, will be safer. Mexican’s will not be employed building a wall to nowhere…….

James Strauss On the Road Again, NEW YORK,

James Strauss On the Road Again, NEW YORK,

James Strauss on the the Road Again October 2016 New York I am enjoying the press of humanity and circulating among the core constituents of this age old war playing out right now in America’s national election. Oh, not the Civil War, although that is still a...
MAUREEN DOWD

MAUREEN DOWD

Maureen Dowd was on Sunday Morning this Sunday morning. With her sister and other siblings. Maureen has had a lot of work done. I always wonder, man or woman, what people who have surgery for aging would look like without it. I’ve seen so much of it in...
OH, AMERICA!

OH, AMERICA!

This is a very difficult process the nation is going through. The selection of this particular president is becoming more divisive for the American population than almost any that have come before. Reflect and think about what is going on. There really is no effective...
THE FIFTH NIGHT

THE FIFTH NIGHT

The sun was low enough to allow for some cooler air to flow among the bamboo and cypress jammed jungle around me. Low enough to allow the mosquitos to begin to form their more than annoying small clouds, as if they possessed group minds in search of evilly-conceived targets….

EFFIGY

EFFIGY

I did a short video on a Donald Trump display set up just north of town here in Lake Geneva. I did not say it was a bad thing. They put up a paper mache effigy of Hillary in prison attire however, and some nasty stuff about her under it. I reflected in my voiceover...
FIFTH DAY THIRD PART

FIFTH DAY THIRD PART

The Gunny and Sugar Daddy looked at me when I approached, but neither man stood up. I hadn’t expected them to. I was becoming fully adjusted to life beyond Marine training and stateside barracks behavior. I dumped my supply of C-rations, and other stuff I’d gotten...
USDA PRIME

USDA PRIME

Sunday Morning. The Sunday Morning television show on CBS just isn’t the same without Charles Osgood. I’m sorry Jane Pauley, maybe you are indeed a class act in many ways, and maybe you did get handed a tough one in following Charles, but still. Not that...
An Offense Against Man

An Offense Against Man

The offense against man. Not just women. What Donald Trump has demonstrated and had revealed is a sub-culture of sociobiological behavior out of control and out of revelation……

THE FIFTH DAY

THE FIFTH DAY

It wasn’t morning yet because it wasn’t light. There was no moon under the broken bamboo and soggy brush that cascaded down and over almost everything under it. I lay there, disturbed by the fact that I had lost the ability to determine if I was asleep or away……

Your Facebook Persona……

Your Facebook Persona……

What are you writing on Facebook? Are you certain, and I mean absolutely certain, you want to be viewed in the way your are portraying to the whole world? To your family? To your friends? To your employer? To your fellow employees……….

THE FOURTH NIGHT SECOND PART

THE FOURTH NIGHT SECOND PART

They came back like they left, only slight movements of the nearby undergrowth giving any evidence of their reappearance. Like wraiths just outside the area of my hooch, they moved to where they were already dug in, although it was mostly useless to dig holes in mud...
THE FOURTH NIGHT

THE FOURTH NIGHT

Once the artillery barrage of Hill 110 was over, the surrounding low growth jungle area subsided into a windy silence. The hot air wafted, like blown cobwebs sweeping slowly back and forth across the face and body of anyone standing. I lay in my hooch, waiting. The...
THE FOURTH DAY THIRD PART

THE FOURTH DAY THIRD PART

On the second day there was no meeting to plan the fake attack on Hill 110. The Gunny drifted by when the big Double Trouble CH46 lifted off from resupply, loaded with body bags, the wounded and one Marine who’d served out his time. Actually, he was six days short of...
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