I know: Don’t we all. But I’m not talking psychically. I am speaking of fleshly bruising, which has to do with an inherited minor...

Every morning, to earn my bread I go to the market where lies are traded In hope I take my place amongst the sellers. - B. Brecht,...

Earl Fowler As usual, the anarchist wiseacres in the failing Fake News business have been busy distorting a suggestion by President...