eat drink and be merry for tomorrow you may be in utah

Eat drink and be merry, for tomorrow you may be in Utah

I wandered, literally, up and down the bruited and brutal ‘Oregon Trail’ which so many nineteenth-century Americans eager (or greedy) for a ‘better life,’ for the ‘American Dream’ set out on, in unbelievably rickety wagons, with children, wives, cattle, guns, food, elders (most in small quantities, except sometimes children) for the Pacific West and Northwest.

Trump Loses

The Three O-s

I will express strong love for Obstinate Older Oaklike men with thinning hair (as long as it’s not orange); I will let my heart flutter a little now and then; and I will even cry as I smile or laugh like a fool. The latter might happen at 7 pm CST tonight when my president addresses the nation.

The Living Dead

Race and America; Political Blackness 2

I Can’t Breathe

spoonbill conoco

Where is this city in North America? Three guesses enough?

So, where am I safe? And, why am I having to ask this question?

Autobiography of Political Blackness

This series will be about my connection as a South Asian-American to Political Blackness, a term now in use to describe solidarity across races.