When I was a child at beautiful Parkside Elementary School next to Sligo Creek Parkway in Silver Spring, Maryland, we were taught that our worldwide rival, Bolshevik Communism, was a horrible, gruesome, cruel gift of death. It was barely better…
I first met Aram Bakshian in the fall of 1961. We were both Washingtonians. He was a senior at Woodward Prep, a Washington day school about one block west of the White House. I was a senior at a simply…
Sunday Today, September 4, 2022, I watched a series of news stories on Fox News about the deteriorating state of the world. Story number one was about the increasing closeness of China and Russia. They are holding military maneuvers together…
Here’s how it happened. The economy was overheating in terms of prices because of big jumps in oil and gas prices, caused largely by shortages in hydrocarbons because of shutdowns in energy minerals’ production. These were caused by fantastical claims…
It’s a fabulous day today. Sunny. Hot. Dry. I awakened at about 11 with a terrible stomach ache. But that’s standard and I have meds for them. The world’s most nearly perfect med, Paregoric, apparently has been banned. But I…
It just keeps getting worse around the subject of oil and gas and hydrocarbons and inflation and taxes and money. The current painful rate of inflation started not with Comrade Putin’s inexcusable invasion of Ukraine. It started on January 21,…
I can recall our marriage day as if it were yesterday. I was nervous. As scared as I was when I bought my first house on Klingle Street, Northwest. I didn’t like the idea of being locked into any kind…
Thursday God help us. The current roaring inflation did not start with Comrade Putin’s barbaric invasion of Ukraine. It started with Comrade “Joe” Biden’s slamming down fracking and the big pipeline. That, by itself, turned America from a major oil…
Tuesday p.m. I wish you could see how I live. It’s almost unbelievable. I am an old man, 77 years old, who walks slowly and unsteadily. But every day, in glorious, magnificent Los Angeles, I swim in my pool. In…
Saturday It’s a gloomy, cloudy day here in Beverly Hills. On days like this, gloomy, cloudy thoughts come into my brain. Or, maybe it’s because it’s spring and it’s Prom Time and Prom Time back in 1962 was one of…