Thursday, August 12, 2010


Though the United States of America is currently experiencing some difficulties financially, we are still the most blessed nation on earth. And we are a very giving, generous people -- or at least we used to be.
I am stunned to see a subsection of our society who are being over-looked when it comes to receiving at least the basic minimum needs most of us enjoy. When I see so many young people today who cannot afford, and their parents obviously cannot afford, clothing that properly fits, I am embarrassed to be called an American. How could we have arrived at a point in our existence as a society where the needs of these unfortunate youngsters is so casually dismissed? One assumes that they are wearing the clothing that was previously worn by older brothers/sisters, now being passed down to them. But these kids need an identity of their own, don't they? They need to feel that they belong to some group which they can call their own. Having to wear such shabby, ill-fitting pants -- pants that hang so low that their boxer shorts are showing -- surely dooms them to being outsiders, unable to fit in with their peers. Something needs to be done about this, and now!
I call upon all those who read this to please consider your own blessings, find it in your heart to care, and consider donating some properly fitting pants to these young people. Show them that they are not forgotten. Show them that America is still the land of generosity. And show them that they can fit in, belong, and be part of something. Remember, these kids are our future. Let that future be fitting for everyone.

Friday, July 2, 2010

A Sticky Issue


I had come to believe that today's generation is devoid of any good, old-fashioned hobbies. Having their attention taken up with Reality TV, and Tweeting, and listening to the Hippity-Hop Rap music, this generation would appear to be lost in a maze of mindless diversions. But I'm pleased to say that my initial judgment seems to have been premature.

It has come to my attention that a rather large segment of our young female population has indeed embraced a good, old-fashioned hobby. Apparently there is an explosion of these young, wholesome ladies who have been collecting stamps. And not just any stamps, but Tramp Stamps. And thus I'm doubly pleased to see that not only have they taken up such a hobby, but they've apparently focused on stamps of Charlie Chaplin, one of the great film stars. Thus, these young women have shown an affinity with a classic character, Chaplin's Tramp, as well as an appreciation for stamp collecting itself.

The time-honored hobby of stamp collecting is not only a positive diversion from today's often difficult realities, but it is also a good investment. As these girls engage in getting Tramp Stamps, they are embodying the very idea of possessing something that is attention-worthy. These stamps are good for procuring the attention of those who will want to take this body of work, and perhaps use it for their own advantage -- and this is what makes the free-market system work. And perhaps best of all, these ladies can be setting an example of something in which their own daughters can one day indulge. So to all the ladies out there, I encourage you to get your own Tramp Stamps. You'll love it, others who see your collection will love it, and one day your own daughters too can love it, as they carry on the tradition!

Saturday, June 19, 2010

A Fowl Practice!


If the problem of cruelty to animals is not epidemic enough, I am outraged by the latest act of aggression against our cousins. The whole-sale slaughter of ducks in order to make duck-tape is merely the latest in a long string of acts of superfluous destruction. What makes this so egregious, is that there are plenty of other types of perfectly sufficient tape out there that are not made from animal bi-products. So why this on-going genocide?
Together we can bring this vicious practice to an end. Remember, if you need to repair, cover, or seal something, be it a crack, or even a mouth, there's always electrical tape.
I call on everyone who cares for these beautiful creatures to boycott any manufacturer of this "product", and for all of you to become "Pro-Duck".