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Murder, She Writes

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Murder, She Writes

This lady impressed me.  I visited her at her home a couple years later.  Gracious hostess.  From September 27, 1989. – JDW I have a confession to make.  I don’t read British mysteries written by women. If you must, I guess you could call me an Anglophobe and a bit of a literary misogynist. I…

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MLK Must Be Spinning In His Grave

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MLK Must Be Spinning In His Grave

The local Democrat firebrand invited me to march in the Dr. MLK Day parade.  It’ll be cold, there’ll be noise and clamor. Didn’t go.  What is freedom all about if it’s not about staying home when you don’t want to leave the house?  Here’s a column I wrote, pretending to be a theater critic. And…

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Free Speech Ain’t Free, Even In This Shithole

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Free Speech Ain’t Free, Even In This Shithole

When I was younger, I was the kind of American who would brave a cold wet winter night to hear an expert talk about our Constitution and our civil liberties.  Good times.  Still have the autographed copy of this freedom fighter’s book.  From March 7, 1990. – JDW To announce that there must be no…

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The Cosmos Kid

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The Cosmos Kid

Here’s a column from July 12, 1989.  Three decades later, still in the same hole, sadly we keep digging ourselves deeper.  Dr. Sagan’s quotes have been added because no way in hell would they have made it past my editors back in the day. – JDW  Science is an attempt, largely successful, to understand the…

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Our Slanderist-In-Chief

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Our Slanderist-In-Chief

Putting irony aside, when I hear Mr. Trump whine because people said in public what “everybody” was saying in private and much of it frankly fairly obvious even from afar for most of us, I still become physically ill.  First the lies, then the censorship.  How it works.   BoolaBoola BoolaBoola.  This from March 15, 1989….

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Belated Christmas Story

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Belated Christmas Story

She was the kind of woman you write a rock and roll song about.  December 1990. – JDW HOLIDAY CALL BRIGHTENS A WEARY SPIRIT It’s something I’ve done too many holiday seasons.  Circle aimlessly about my apartment, thousands of miles away from my family, wondering – do I decorate for Christmas?  To tree or not…

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Comprehensive Imagination Reform

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Comprehensive Imagination Reform

As a Viking-American myself, I have an inordinate affection for some hyphenated friends.  So close to uno amigo, he’s like my older brother.  Then there’s Emmy, who just disappeared.  Imagine it was me truly who vanished.  Anyway, Ahmad Masoumpanah told me a story about being in the deserted steppes of Eastern Oregon during the Iranian…

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Making The Grade As Language-Artist-For-A-Day

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Making The Grade As Language-Artist-For-A-Day

Here’s a column from THIS WEEK, April 26, 1989.  Something I realized decades later, I can get manic when propped in front of an audience. – JDW I’ve just returned from playing a lead role in an extravaganza which might have been entitled “Columnist-Visits-School-and-The Kids-Touch-A-Writer Day” at an exurban learning facility in a small town…

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The Year Of The Dog

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The Year Of The Dog

Two thousand and eighteen is The Year Of The Dog. I didn’t stay up until midnight. New Year’s is accompanied by some very precise superstitions oriented around bringing good luck. The state in which one finds oneself at the turn of midnight is thought to be predictive of the tenor of one’s year. Kissing someone at…

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Happy New Year

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Happy New Year

You would think life couldn’t possibly get more bizarre year after year after year after year.  Written about weirdness for years now.  See http://www.jackdogwelch.com/?p=1407.  But Craig Pittman does it best.  This from Tampa Bay Times 12/28/17 – JDW How weird was the news out of Florida this year? So weird that the popular @_FloridaMan Twitter account…

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