“How Dare You Ruin My Memorial Day Picnic”

“How Dare You Ruin My Memorial Day Picnic”

The guy had no legs.  Just stubs and a sign that said, “Please help.” He sat on a ripped piece of cardboard on the filthy sidewalk, breathing in diesel, staring straight ahead.  Every great once in a while someone tossed a small bill.  Most walked by. I...
The Truth about Transgender Bathrooms

The Truth about Transgender Bathrooms

A whole lot of schools are about to give back some serious federal dollars over a toilet or two.   It mystifies me.  Federal dollars are tough to come by.  I know this because The Big Boss always has to talk about money.  Eight million this, three hundred thousand...