Pictured left to right: Jim Inhofe, James Lankford, Kevin Stitt I hear all this high-minded feelgood talk coming out of some of our politician’s mouths about all the things they’re supposedly doing for us. How they’re looking out for small business owners and “essential workers” promising to “keep everyone safe.” Cut the shit, alright? You talk the talk and institute a lot of symbolic gestures … Continue reading State of Oklahoma to its citizens: “We don’t care about you.”
Alongside many other saved, unfinished drafts on here sits one from yesterday entitled “Trying not to be such a hothead.” I was going to cite examples of me getting into fights with hostile strangers and discuss how I’m trying to avoid reacting in kind. Well, tonight, as I’m enjoying a burger and a nice cool breeze and a podcast in my car on lunch, here … Continue reading Restraint
I won’t dispute the idea that the local news media here in Oklahoma drums up and exploits panic about potential severe weather incidents for ratings and online traffic. They totally do. It’s what the news does now–and people perpetuate it by giving the media what they want. So far this winter, there have been three major storm threats, the first of which was supposed to … Continue reading Why are you so upset?
This is an excerpt from one of the journals I kept throughout middle and high school. I grew up across the street from the girl I’m writing about in this partial 1992 entry, until we moved away when I was seven. Every time we’d go back to visit friends and family, I’d fall in love with her. Summer after summer, year after year. It took … Continue reading About A Girl
I’m not a conspiracy theorist by any means, but it’s kind of funny how “they” make money from locking these poor and uneducated people up, and then upon release hit them with a bill that they’ll never be able to pay off; meanwhile, the next crop is sprouting up, receiving the worst education America has to offer, with token gestures being thrown at the problem … Continue reading We did it, y’all! Number one!
I hate driving downtown, and I avoid it entirely unless I’m legally compelled to do so. So far I’ve been legally compelled to do so four times; jury duty. This last time that I served, I beat the traffic by arriving over an hour early each morning and waiting in the parking garage in my car. My car is like a shield I can pull … Continue reading That time I got trapped in a burning parking garage