Category Archives: Christmas brutality

Christmas in Las Vegas with Kim Jong-un.

“You adorn your body with comical uniforms and undeserved medals, and you plaster your name with ridiculous titles, all to make up for your fundamental emptiness. You live your life as the empty puppet of an empty doctrine, and everyone … Continue reading

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A canticle for Kathleen Sullivan.

From the Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie Christmas story collection, available at Amazon.comA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story December 23, 2002 I got to the hospital after visiting hours, but the nurse led me to the room anyway. “There hasn’t been anyone,” she … Continue reading

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Hacking cancer, chronic pain, Sony and NORAD on Christmas Eve with Reggie and Shake.

“Attention Sony Pictures: All your testicles are belong to us!”A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story December 24, 2014 “Have a Merry Christmas, brother,” Reggie said to the bent old man shuffling away from us in the grim little strip mall parking lot. … Continue reading

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A future more vivid.

“Learning is about mastery; we go down that street all the time. And learning is about competence, being able to get the job done. And learning is about success, which in the instant matter means having the means to buy … Continue reading

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