The world's getting smaller and smaller. And the violence, the madness is getting closer and closer. I was thinking yesterday afternoon about when I traveled to Boston some years ago and watched my brother John run the Marathon. I was thinking too about my brother Jim, the ironworker, who ran a crew at the World Trade Center after that disaster. He saw some horrible things. Then, too, Jim lives in Sandyhook, CT (which is sort of a subdivision of Newtown). His 4 kids, when they were younger, all attended Sandyhook Elementary. Scarily enough, this list could go on.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
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I like None of your fucking business as a response to this question because that person usually never asks again.
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I admire your efficiency, Rebecca. But here on the boulevard of broken dreams we like to inject a little schtick in the hope of avoiding being hit with, say, a stick.
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