Maybe one night when you’re out in the country, somewhere far away from the noise and lights of the city, the chirping of the crickets the only sound you hear while you’re looking up at the night sky with its thousands of brilliant, twinkling, stars, will you wonder how long
There was an interesting article in The Washington Post recently about the Dunning-Kruger effect, which suddenly has become popular. It should not be confused with the Dummy-Knucklehead effect, which was prevalent in the late 1950s and early 1960s and manifested itself mainly among young people sniffing airplane glue so they
While Super Bowl XX@LVI%$DD?Q was reserving its place in the history books, it was stirring up some of my personal football memories, most of them being my gasping for air under a pile of every kid from the opposing side. Later, I did have a girlfriend who was one of
I’ve decided to write about nothing this week, which some of you may feel, is not much of a stretch. But there are those days when it’s hard to string two thoughts together; some days, even one. Tucker Carlson of Fox “News” appears to have run out of things to
I was reminiscing recently about my teen years and how we guys were into cars and cruisin’. I guess that’s what you do when you get old and your brain begins to resemble oatmeal; what’s left of it thinks about the good old days. Guys were either making their cars
Christmas arrived once again and with it, just like a recurring case of diarrhea, the gift-giving season. Yes, it was the time to give gifts to loving family members and valued friends, the majority of which were things they’ll never use and will end up at Goodwill where someone else
Ever wonder? Do you ever wonder what happened to the neutron bomb? Neither do I. I’m kidding. I do wonder because it was supposed to be the next big thing in ultimate weaponry. When detonated, it would kill people due to radiation poisoning and not destroy their stuff, things such
Don’t be concerned. You may safely remove your facemask while reading this column. I’ve had my flu shot and COVID booster. I’m covered for malaria, leprosy, polio, trench foot, St. Vitus Dance, hoof and mouth, bubonic plague, and crabgrass, so no worries. So far, no matter what Ted Cruz, Tucker
I must take a minute right at the outset, in this case a few words, to thank Mr. Vince Smith, a very perceptive The Voice reader who, besides paying a nice compliment in the “Reader’s Commentary” section of the September 30 issue, pointed out the ridiculous commentaries of some readers,
You’ve all most likely heard the latest virus news that hospital ERs are being overrun by antivaxxers, some of whom have taken horse medicine, or something else such as Tender Vittles to fend off COVID-19.. Let’s see, antivaxxers won’t take an FDA-approved vaccination to prevent COVID-19, but they’ll take equine
In all the news reporting about Afghanistan fiasco, the spread of the COVID-19 Delta variant, and scandals on The Bachelorette, an item that quickly passed by was the death of Charlie Watts. I told my wife he’d died and she said, “Who?” Not a surprise. There are probably a lot
Are we all overjoyed and ecstatic now that our beloved Fearless Orange-Faced Supreme Leader has been restored to his rightful place in the White House as head of our country? I haven’t seen any fireworks, or dancing in the streets because of the great election turnover that took place on,
Just when we thought it was safe to go back in the water, or in this case, a so-called normal life, along comes the evil stepsister of the COVID virus, the Delta Variant, which Trumpers like to call Great Hoax Number 2. LockDown Number 2 may be on its way
Yes, I’ve finally made it to the big time. After all my years of acting on stage, as an extra in Hollywood films, or as a principle in industrial films for Bell Labs and others, I get recognized for receiving my COVID vaccination. And because I’m wearing my glasses, you
Grandpa,I am steamed! Yesterday my dad came home and told me that last time I used his car, I put a scratch in the passenger side front fender. I know I did not do that. I have not used his car in several days. Why didn’t he notice it earlier?
I hope every one of you readers had a safe and enjoyable July 4 celebration. It’s obvious that in Aurora, we love to celebrate Independence Day because the M80s start blasting in the evenings in early February and continue into late January. Some time back I’d written how, as young
Happy four days after Father’s Day and five days after Juneteenth Day, or as the GOP likes to call it, “Huh?”. It seems my holiday columns always wind up in The Voice after the holidays about which I’ve chosen to write (notice how I didn’t end that sentence with a
The weather finally has turned favorable for all sorts of outdoor activities, such as hiking, swimming, biking, blowing off M80s in the middle of the night, tearing up the asphalt on low traffic streets and roads with rubber-burning, squealing tires, and camping. I enjoy the beauty of the great outdoors
A couple issues back, a concerned reader wrote in to give a voice to her opinion on the obligation the elderly have to serve jury duty, and the hardship involved in traveling, spending a day waiting to be selected, to be on a jury, or sent home. I can sympathize
This week, I thought I’d focus on something pleasant: Death. In this case, mine. Not the one in my future, but a near-death experience in my past. Back in ancient times, 1968, before I was a well respected, independently-wealthy writer, I owned a boat dealership with a partner, Ron. Our
