Category Archives: Willie stories

How to engineer a happy ending…

Some questions answer themselves…Photo by: Juan TamargoA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story April 19, 1988 There are things I’ve never learned to pass up. Where anyone else would just walk on by, maybe not even notice, I always have to stop … 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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Pavlov’s sheep at the WTO…

“What a prize herd of sheep! They stand here in shoes made by shoeless Malaysians, wearing goose-down coats assembled in the frigid climes of Honduras, slurping down overpriced espresso from Africa, and they proceed to lecture the world on world … Continue reading

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Freeing Jefferson’s slaves.

“But education doesn’t stop when we’re toddlers; that’s when it begins! And that’s when we hand the reins over to the ‘educators’, the ‘professionals’. And they take children enslaved by their ignorance and lead them to the charnel house of … 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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Famous In Vegas Only: A peek inside the head of a Headliner.

Extracted from the Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie book Losing Slowly, available at Amazon.com. I have great ideas. You have money. We should trade.A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Las Vegas, July 23, 2013 Who expects to see a Headliner at McDonald’s? Nobody, … Continue reading

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Anastasia in the light and shadow

A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story The very first thing she said to me was, “I’m Anastasia.” She had pronounced the name ‘Anna-stay-juh’ but I took care to be more formal. I nodded gravely and said, “‘Ah-nah-STAH-ziuh’. I’m honored.” She giggled … Continue reading

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Why the quantum leapers didn’t leap…

“Let’s go over to the bridge. You four jump off. If you don’t all die, you’ll have made Physics history. You’ll have proved the injustice of chaos. Just think what a victory that’ll be over order.”Photo by: RayA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ … Continue reading

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“Shake it off, shake it off, shake it off!” Cultivating truth in a raucous cacophony of silent lies.

Mostly vampire bait is an incipient vampire, after all. Miraculously dyschristened at the fount of new age wisdom, feeding life to death to become the death that feeds on life. And I walk among the walking dead listening to the … Continue reading

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Doing The Union Shuffle: Black humor is never funny. It’s just funnier than extermination.

“I see it everywhere — this slow, lazy, indifferent lassitude about everything. To be passionate about anything serious in life is uncool, so the cool thing to do is dance The Union Shuffle under other names. And people are actually … Continue reading

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Tête-à-tête in Tombstone.

“Art is the stuff that sticks with you,art is the thing that won’t turn you loose.”Photo by: Frank KovalchekA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story When the shadow blocked the doorway of Johnny Ringo’s, everyone in the bar looked up. The door … Continue reading

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The Goddess and Everywoman.

When she was introduced, her credentials were listed as “attorney, activist and goddess of femininity.” Every attorney has a libel lawyer, and every attorney needs one, so I’m not naming names. And I’m not encouraging you to pray to the … Continue reading

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“Jihad, Las Vegas!”

“Vegas eats everything. It devours everything it sees, and its end-product is just more Vegas. Was there a desert here? Vegas ate it. A river? Vegas ate that, too. Cowboys, miners, missionary Mormons in their Sunday best? Vegas ate them … Continue reading

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“Bombing sensation! Five dead! Film at seven!”

“Bombing sensation! Five dead! Film at seven!” A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story March 16, 1986 “Left, left, left – all right, hold it!” The slim man with the clipboard made a notation. He looked with satisfaction at the video monitor … Continue reading

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Pre-figuring Caitlyn by thirty years: ‘How She Became a White Male.’

“On the form it does not say ‘supply a skin sample taken from your sex organs’. It says ‘check the box’. I checked the box, and now I’m a white male. It’s so easy to be what you want in … Continue reading

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