Category Archives: addiction

It’s a Privilege

Our grandfather was a roofer and he spent his whole life busting his ass to provide for his working class children and then his working class grandchildren and then, when he was 68 years old he was repairing a chimney … Continue reading

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Memories

There’s been this constant commentary echoing shitty memories doubling down on self-addressed hate speech it’s so goddamn tempting to reach for the off switch oh, how I wish I could ditch yesterday if I were a religious man I would … Continue reading

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The Poppies Are Everywhere

Marx called religion the opium of the masses but we pray to Gods of war and the poppies are everywhere and we pretend to remember (and care) and we feel so much better now and we won’t dare question the … Continue reading

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As The Rich Cast Lots For Our Souls

A lot of Americans are unhappy and unhealthy simply because there is no profit in happiness or in health a few people accumulate massive wealth from just the opposite nor does sobriety fit into the profit motive there is only … Continue reading

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Life, Death, & Food

Anthony Bourdain used food as a way of introducing America to people around the world, their history and culture. He let food speak for itself, and importantly, let people speak for themselves. Bourdain’s Hawaii episode was the first time many … Continue reading

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Addicted

I am addicted to something that I know is slowly killing my soul. I want to stop -cold turkey- I want to free myself from these chains but society trains us to rely on this drug to crave this drug … Continue reading

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Fog

Trapped here in London or is it the city by the bay day after day after day after day pea soup drowning socked-in frowning downing handfulls of hope you wake up still here still live in fear still drinking cheap … Continue reading

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Ala Moana

Looking down at the street below from this 14th floor hotel window I see the sidewalk where my family sleeps if God is real I hope it weeps for what society has become we don’t see our sister just another … Continue reading

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Decade & a Half Much Like The Rest

The military industry has won year after year after year after years it’s just reruns war is certainly here to stay and we just blew up a Syrian army base without a trace of remorse and of course no one … Continue reading

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War on

war on terror war on drugs war on poverty we need a war on hugs because war creates more terror and drugs and millions of poor and we need more love and we need less war and we’ve seen it … Continue reading

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