Stand up for those who can't stand up for themselves The more someone brags about what he is, the surer you can be that's what he ain't Tell Continue Reading
The Many Blessings of an @ss Chewing
Okinawa in the 60s and early 70s was the ideal environment for a red-blooded American boy to grow up. There were endless woods and caves to explore, Continue Reading
Why You Want a Physicist to Speak at Your Funeral
Author's Note: the following was written by Aaron Freeman (1956-), an American physicist, writer, broadcast journalist, and standup comedian, noted Continue Reading
Wisdom is Where You Find It, Even at Biker Bars and Redneck Rat Cage Juke Joints
This is somewhere in the late '80s. I was on the back patio of this skeezy redneck rat cage juke joint where I was Head of Security, trying to figure Continue Reading
Sometimes the Best Thing to Do is Just Walk Away
Summer of 2003. A couple of unexpected downturns and one unmitigated disaster left me poor as a church mouse for about 6 months. Not broke, destitute. Continue Reading
A Patient Warrior Can Transform Fear into Friendship, Hatred into Harmony
When I first started getting lunch at the deli in the IGA several years ago, the counter guy was a small, very well-groomed, nattily dressed, Continue Reading
How a Professional Bouncer Took Out Four Assailants Without Lifting a Finger
I always preach that for your average everyday citizen - men and women- the martial art you should master first is confidence. You should know how to Continue Reading
Superheroes Don’t Wear Capes… They Wear Dog Tags
Gut punch. 5th grade, 1971. I was in English class at Mercy elementary in Ginawan City, Okinawa; it was a school for American kids, but it wasn't Continue Reading
Remember When Politics Didn’t Rule Our Lives?
I'm watching this documentary on the history of human flight. It's actually mostly a documentary on the history of humans falling to their death Continue Reading
Don’t Get It Twisted: There’s a Difference Between “Real” and “Virtual”
Don't get me wrong. Social media has been a gift in a lot of ways, and for the most part, I'm grateful for it. But it's also shown me that some of the Continue Reading
The Best Damn Lie I Ever Told
Tuscaloosa Alabama in the early 90s. Six of us, me, Major, Gary, and our girlfriends, went out for dinner and dancin' on a Saturday night. We were Continue Reading
A Warrior’s Tirade: The Price of Identity Politics
Shouldn't come as much of a surprise how far-ranging my natural habitat is. My first 35 years were military/conservative, and I've since picked up Continue Reading