Written All Over Their Faces – Episode 1


Body language is everything, as you will see in this video series highlighting the body language, facial expressions of politicians, news anchors, and commentators in an effort to shed light on what is really going on in their heads.

What our body does often speaks volumes louder than the words that are actually coming out of our mouths. In this era of “fake news,” and the 24 hour news cycles, we get caught up in the words, which are designed to stoke our emotions. Do we ever really watch?

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An Unexpected “Thank You” To Donald Trump

I guess I have to thank Donald Trump for my political awakenings twice in my life, 22 years apart. I tried to warn people but I suppose I didn’t speak loud enough.

I grew up in Jersey, halfway between New York City and Atlantic City. The newspapers that I read daily (sometimes 4 a day) and the news that I watched on tv were almost entirely from New York City. I got to read about John Gotti, Sammy “The Bull,” Big Paul Castalano, the Central Park Yuppie Killer and all the things that were big in the NY/NJ metropolitan area back in those days.

Back in the 80’s, he was everywhere in the news I watched and in the newspapers I read. Especially in the New York Post, which was (still is) a cross between legitimate news and gossip rag. The New York Post LOVED Donald Trump. He sold millions of copies for them, adorning its cover with almost predictable regularity. You couldn’t help but get caught up.

I will admit for the first time right here that I admired “The Don” for a minute. Back when I was still young enough to be impressed by that kind of thing and not yet aware of the long con game that was being perpetrated on us by trickle down economics.

That mild hero worship came to a screeching halt in 1989, when I took an impromptu trip late one night to Atlantic City. To Trump Taj Mahal.

I stood outside smoking a cigarette (my only vice at the time as I had stopped drinking and doing drugs a few months earlier which is a story for another time), looking up at this casino, sorta mesmerized by the lights. I was in awe at the fact that there was someone (pretty sure Hispanic) WAXING THE WALKWAY AND SIDEWALK in front of the place. All I could think was “Wow. That’s kinda cool.”

And then I turned around and my eyes adjusted to the darkness that was right across the street. As if I was standing on a stage looking to the dirt and chaos beyond the lights,  backstage, at what the audience can’t see. The things they know are there but don’t like to think about because it ruins their illusion of the show.

Directly across the street from this blinding (albeit soon to be bankrupt) display of grandiosity, that was promised to bring about an economic boom to a seriously distressed city, was the evidence that the economic boom was not to be.

With the lights at my back, standing on a freshly washed sidewalk, I saw piles of GARBAGE. Tucked around and behind, clutching their meager possessions, were the sleeping homeless.

The reason I was in Atlantic City at 2 in the morning was because at 25, I had been sleeping in my truck, despite working double shifts for a year. I was there killing time between shifts.

At that moment, I realized that there would be no boom and that nothing was trickling down to the people who needed it most. This was a time when the political views of me and my longtime friends were beginning to diverge. This was a time when I realized that all the flash and promise was nothing but a show, lavishly produced and directed, but lacking substance.

Standing in front of Trump Taj Mahal, I had a political epiphany. And beginning with the 2016 presidential election, that moment in 1989 was brought front and center to my consciousness. I wondered what the show would be this time.

And what a show it is.

Break Out Your Mental Chastity Belts

PSSSSST!! Women… Over here. Let me shout at you for a minute.

The answer to all this is right under your nose. Or more to the point, right between your legs.


You want to keep Roe v. Wade intact? You want to have healthcare and birth control?






That is until RAPE {BY WHITE MEN} is deemed RIGHT and PROPER and NO LONGER A CRIME.

I realize that this is asking a lot and requires an incredible amount of resolve. If you really can’t go without the orgasm (cause some (most?) of you just can’t),  go to whatever sex shoppe you are most comfortable with and stock up. Then go snuggle with your girlfriends.

You Can Play On My Lawn Any Time, You Crazy Kids

The greatest words about change that I have ever heard and have oft times repeated were never truer than they are now: If one person tells you something, you can pretty much blow them off. If 10 people are telling you the same thing, you’d be wise to listen.

What do you do when hundreds of thousands of your children are marching and shouting that things need to change?

On top of already having their lives forever changed by the events at their schools, these kids have been forced to forget the trivialities of normal adolescence. In the case of the children of Sandy Hook, they didn’t even come close to that age when your concern with change is mostly with the changes going on in your body. Prom and graduation are right around the corner but your children are marching for their lives, combining the voices of the A-listers with those of the chess team. Because they know, all too early, that when the shooter comes, those labels are meaningless. The captain of the chess team could be the one shielding the captain of the football team in the locker room after gym class. The freshman girl who’s a little overweight could be the one comforting the senior homecoming queen while they hide in the stacks of the library. No matter the case, each and every one of them will have a shared experience that they will try not to think about at future class reunions. But they will. They will remember their fallen friends. There will always be the memorial table, with pictures of those who never had a chance to have a life beyond their school days. This is the reality they have taken upon themselves to change. To prevent for their siblings, their cousins, people they will never know. Their lives have been forever changed. Their lives were changed in Newtown, Virginia Tech, Roseburg, Oregon, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. Lives were forever changed in Los Vegas, Orlando, Aurora, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. And they, these lazy kids, are marching for a different kind of change. They are taking a page from those who came before and making it their own movement for the 21st century.

#MarchForOurLives can apply to so many things in addition to gun control: education, the environment, reproductive rights, income equality. How about just plain old every day EQUALITY. #Enough is enough for them and some haven’t ever reached puberty yet. Gun control and women’s rights are just the beginning for these kids. Because they are aware that they are the ones to try and clean up the mess. Congratulations!! We are the proud parents of a generation of avid and aware voters. My thoughts and prayers are with them all.

These kids, their parents, grandparents, teachers, coaches, friends, classmates, their Instagram followers, and I dare say each and every one of us want to be able to go to school, go holiday shopping, see a movie, dance at a concert, play in the park without having an ever present fear of shots ringing out and having to duck for cover. And with every massacre, more and more voices begin shouting. We don’t want to belong to that elite club that no one wants to belong to: the Survivors Club. We are beginning to shout that every day that goes by without the changes we are shouting for, our chances of becoming a member of that club increase.

We are in a crisis. Don’t you dare call us actors.

#MarchForOurLives #Enough #NeverAgain

Happy Holidays Single People!!!!

Remember I said the grass is sometimes greener on this side of the fence? Well here’s a gentle reminder of that. Even though the holidays are almost over, let’s take a look at those things that we love about being on our own at this time of year. For starters, you can go wherever you want, which is always the BEST part of being a CSP. Or you can stay home, remote control all to yourself, binge watching all your favorite holiday movies, munching on the goodies people give you. Leave the baking to your mom, your sisters, your aunt, and your married friends’ wives. Despite the fact that the goodies came with a lecture on how you shouldn’t be alone on the holidays. And then there’s the money you save by not having to buy gifts for people you don’t even know, except those who have been added to your family since last year. If you don’t have family or they aren’t close, you can get together with your other single friends and have a party. And if you choose to stay home, you can avoid the inevitable: “Why are you still single?” “When are you going to get married?” Kissing some random person at midnight, knowing that you’re free and clear to enjoy the new year in blessed singlehood never looked so good.

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This Is NOT Who WE Are


Whenever I see the word WE when speaking about America, it boils my blood. We the people are only complicit (I know what this word means) in that we choose to stay blind to who we vote for. Generations of voting for “the lesser of two evils” has brought us to this point in our history. Now we have the worst of all evils, despite the fact that the majority did not want it this way.

If WE/America want a better America and want to reclaim a place of honor instead of embarrassment in the world community, we must have better politicians. Better choices. Winning is choosing the best of the best, not the worst.

It’s Time To Wake Up Sleepy Heads

Get ready to start hearing “war helps the economy” rhetoric and bullshit that has been rammed down out throats since the Civil War. War and military expansion is how they intend to “create new jobs” and enslave us to the oligarchy. As budget cuts will cause a massive hemorrhage to the job market and propagate unchecked inequality, we are about to see a crash that will make the Great Depression and the Great Recession look like a slight blip on the lives of people here and around the planet.

Having a Donald Trump in the White House was an engineering of money and evil, greedy minds that believe the ones with all the money-backed power will be declared the winners. Having all the money does no one any good if they are not alive to do anything with it.
These are events we have never experienced before and whether it is through nuclear and chemical holocaust or the awakening of the human race to act for peace and coexistence, it is a series of events that we should never see again.