Once, long ago, I jumped off of big red trucks, lifted weights, and cleaned toilets for a living. Then, I wrestled drunks, ran around in circles, and got splattered with blood and all manner of body fluids for a living. Now, I enjoy the quiet of the early morning in my rocker on the front porch, and try in vain to forget the past.

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  1. Herk says:

    Read “The Unknown Social Warriors, Bernays and Norquist” at InformationClearingHouse. Right on, man. Right on.

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