Hollercat Howling | Posts from the Appalachian recesses

Fauxiphony

In a couple of days it happens again. We'll be led down the garden path to grovel before the ultimate pretender. You know who I'm talking about.

There's a buffalo in Bangladesh, there's a buffalo in Bangladesh. That's all I've heard from Meat all week long.

It's a funny world. We put so much focus on differences we forget what we have in common.

I have no idea where to begin this week. The slow drip of chemicals pumping into my bloodstream isn't helping.