Category: as it happens
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Yumpmaster, oh Yumpmaster…….. An essay by William Marshall
My next door neighbor in the barracks in one of my Army Schools, ANCOC, brought a hispanic lady home from the bar one night. As the headboard banged against that wall that separated us, my buddy got to hear exactly what he wanted. She said exactly what he told her to say, she would not…
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Rogan said, “I love you too!” …….. An essay by William Marshall
I was sitting next to my daughter in Austin, TX. It was a very nice BBQ restaurant. We were visiting her and had just left Top Golf. I looked up and Joe Rogan and a buddy was being led right to the table next to us. I watched him appear on the deck and start…
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18 hours away…… An essay by William Marshall
I spent a significant portion of my life 18 hours away from death. If not mine, someones. Someone was dying if I got the call. When I was in the 82nd Airborne Division, I spent years of my life 18 hours away from somebody’s death. Maybe it was mine. Maybe I had to kill someone…
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It’s on film……… an essay by William Marshall
That’s the problem isn’t it. We can’t deny it then. We can’t ignore it. We can’t look the other way for long because it can be rewound and replayed. It’s not just racism, it’s every kind of ism. It’s on tape now, there is proof. We have been denying it for years, those in power.…
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Which way does the rug go?………. An essay by William Marshall
New furniture, old rug. It changes the room, of course it does. “The other furniture was much more boxy” she said. “This is rounded.” “Of course,” I agreed. I was grunting as I did, luckily everything slid fairly easy on the fake wood floor in our trailer house. It’s a big rug, with big new…