The tiny monarchy of Sweida, formerly known as Swaziland, is located near the southern Syrian border. Not your typical garden spot and not only that, but reports describe “extrajudicial killings, torture, abductions, and looting—pointing to a broader pattern of targeted abuses.” Perfect. Now we know where we can reach our next batch of deportees. HeContinue reading “Stay With Me”
Category Archives: sportsmanship
Cry Baby
Table Scraps
Iran just made another nuclear threat. Ho-hum. The new Ayatollah of Rock-n-rolla Khamenei says “something big” will happen in retaliation for another U.S. or Israeli strike against his country. I remember the days when we would instantly laugh and discount such threats as empty, but not after 9/11. That bald little lawn gnome Putin threwContinue reading “Table Scraps”
Grab Your Ankles
Showing they are indeed the Beverly Hillbillies of the world, those wacky French want to swim in the sewer that is, and always has been since the French Industrial Revolution, the Seine River. They ended up opening the river for public swimming on Saturday and shut it back down in exactly ONE day. Oops toContinue reading “Grab Your Ankles”
Another Day in the Life
Happy 4th of July. Now you are dead. In your teens. Mass shootings in Indianapolis and Chicago are just a few of the ways we Americans like to celebrate our Day of Independence. Alligator Alcatraz. I understand the logic. Take your chances with the crocodiles and pythons or get your skin bleached, dress up likeContinue reading “Another Day in the Life”
Brace Yourself
The Russian head of the Ministry of Oil has “fallen out of a window” (oops!) as have many people who found themselves in disfavor with none other than that little bald lawn gnome Putin. Oh yeah. He left a suicide note. Right. Talk about blowing my mind… France is placing a ban on smoking inContinue reading “Brace Yourself”
Hold My Beer
Well I guess the question of just how the American MLS (Major League Soccer) stacks up against world-class competition has been answered. Sorry, Sir David. It doesn’t. Not by a long shot. Paris Saint Germain made them look like a high school team. Not even the great magic of Lionel Messi or the power ofContinue reading “Hold My Beer”
Clear as Mud
Wouldn’t Ya Know?
The story started by saying (in 1874 mind you) a man was convicted for eating his five companions to get through a brutal snowstorm. Come on. Just how long did this snowstorm last? And five? What the hell were the five doing? Waiting around to end up being dinner? Didn’t the others start to wonder?Continue reading “Wouldn’t Ya Know?”
