Approaching the Mooring Mast
By David Glenn Cox It was that moment, frozen forever in the public consciousness. Michael Dukakis riding with his head sticking out a tank hatch with a Snoopy pilot’s hat…
American Godzilla
By David Glenn Cox I have a faithful reader who has encouraged me on multiple occasions to investigate Hunter Biden’s nefarious activities. (Yeah exactly) Any journalist worth his Buster Brown’s…
Only Waiting
By David Glenn Cox So many Republicans, so little time. They say people who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. In the same way that people who hire teenage…
Exit Sandman
By David Glenn Cox Exit Sandman, as in Nick Sandman. The obnoxious braying overprivileged sixteen-year-old turned Republican victim of media malfeasance. Oft remembered as that kid from a private school…
In the Streets of Mission Control
By David Glenn Cox People are a lot like pottery in that once you break them, you can’t always put them back together. The fissures and cracks are always still…
Discover to Yourself
By David Glenn Cox Loose lips sink Republican ships. Lips once anxious to operate are now suddenly pursed painted and lawyered up. The two Secretly Serving Agents who were quick…
The Only Final Sin
By David Glenn Cox “Whaa!” Somebody needs to call the Whaa! mbulance. Republicans are dropping like seniors at the Jitterbug marathon. First, we have the sad, sad tale of young…
The Echo of a Noise
By David Glenn Cox A high-water mark has been reached and we are now approaching critical mass. In Nixon’s time, they had used the Kubler/Ross grief scale and had reached…
This Carbon Based Life 