FERRERMAN- AGAIN?

The midterms are in 21 months. Do you have any idea how much raping and pillaging a gang like Trump's can do in that amount of time? We'll find out together! It just occurred to me today that this regime may wind up doing a cut and run before the midterms. Now, this blows my prediction of them unaliving Trump/blaming a dem/Martial Law and yada yada, out of the water, but it tracks just as well.  Republicans suck at governing. Ask anybody. They can't control a democratic republic in good times, there's no reason to expect that they can handle a fascist state, which is never in good times. It seems to me that fascism is a helluva lot of work. Concentration camps. Mass killings. Keeping people in line. Russia may make it look easy, but they've been at it for forever in one form of government or another. Just six weeks ago we had a great president and a great economy. We're still new at this cowardly new world. We are not sure if we like it or not. What we have now ...

 I've only been air frying since Super Bowl Sunday. I enjoyed the wings so much that my cousin gifted me an air fryer she didn't need anymore. It's nice, but small even for a single Ferrerman like me who eats pretty good. It was maybe 2 quarts and had dials on it for time and temperature. The dials just didn't get it for me. Perhaps it was the first one ever made back in the 20th century? Anyway, my cousin kinda knew that it would be entry-level kinda deal and that I'd be upgrading before you knew it. Amazon brought me a 6 qt. one today, with all the bells and whistles on the top of the rig so they are easy to see for a tall person. That was an important feature for me, aside from the capacity. Most displays were on the sides, for little people. I recall when I was taking care of my mom, she asked me if I thought we should get an air fryer. Well, I didn't know jing about them and told her so. I was cooking every day for the both of us and that was no burden at a...

 There's only one reason to have visited Epstein's Island. To fuck children. That's it. If you are a grown man of means wanting to hook up with an adult female- or male- you don't have to leave the country to do so. That's what bars are for. Cocktail parties. Conventions. Mob guys have gumars , girlfriends they set up in apartments. They don't want to get caught by their Mrs. Soprano, but consenting adult adultery is not that big of a deal this far removed from 1970's detective shows. There is absolutely no reason to go outside of International Waters to have sex with an adult.  Oh- business? That may have transpired on the island, but even criminal conspiracy does not warrant going offshore.  Pretty obvious to me that the attraction to Trump, Bill Gate- Bill Clinton- RFK Jr. and a whole host of wealthy scumbags whose names are not household, went to the island to fuck children. That's something even in these trumpian times is frowned upon.  Now, it'...

Decades ago, my buddy Chef Mike and I were sitting at the bar of Le Booze II, watching people go by on Bourbon Street. His wife was an accountant there at The Royal Sonesta Hotel, so we got to drink half-price. Our boss (also a Mike) was married to the bar manager. In my young mind, I thought we should add up those haves and drink for free. It doesn't work that way. You have to be an optimist and satisfied that the bar tab is half full. Or half empty? Whatever.  Chef Mike spotted a beautiful woman coming our way and implored me to check her out.  "Beautiful" I said, "but that's a dude." Mike bet me a half-priced beer that I was wrong. This person went into the drag bar across the street and quickly came back out with a sign and began hawking customers. Still beautiful in face but very flat chested. A lot of trans people took jobs like that to earn money for future surgery. This was about 1983 and New Orleans had quite a population of gays, trans and transves...

 One slow night long ago when I was tending bar, a mousy-looking young gal sat down and ordered a drink. I served her. She seemed alright, just a little nervous. I perched myself in front of her and scanned the lounge. Not much going on. I didn't much feel like chatting her up. At first, she seemed she was okay with that.  The suddenly, about halfway through her drink, she said, "So, are you the guy with the big dick?" I wasn't expecting that. Well, I could be that guy, but I wasn't that guy . I told her, no, he's off tonight.  Poor kid. She comes in looking for the ride of her life with a guy that surely a girlfriend or two or five had told her was really, REALLY  big, and she strikes out. Imagine the courage it must have taken for her to conjure up that opening line. Women then- or now- are not generally expected to be so upfront and pursing a male, especially like that. I don't recall if she had another drink or not. I believe she left in shame and defe...

 One of the thousands of storylines in the old, HBO series, "OZ" was of a white Corrections Officer who had played college ball, but I think not finished his college career. So, he was kind of left wondering, "What if..." Seems to be something thousands of college ballplayers go through this every year. Where do you go from college, if you can't make the pros, in any sport? He asked a co-worker who he thought was the worst player in the NBA. The guy replied, "Probably some white guy."  "True", he said, "but do you realize how tremendously skilled a guy has to be just to be the 'worst' player in the league?" You look at the bench in any game and you'll see white- and black- players who don't get much playing time. They are not filler or necessarily a sort of reverse affirmative action choice to colorize the team. They might  be though. Who knows what lurks in the hearts of team owners and coaches? I'm far more int...