Tales from Easement Acres
Of the expectations forced onto able-bodied men of my particular culture, few have been so consistently invoked as that of obligatory free labor. Actually, that’s not so unique to my own culture. That’s been a rather ubiquitous theme amongst the anthropology courses I’ve taken. The exploitation of this sect of society does tend to cause …
Hey look y’all! Another lightbulb post! You bet! I have much jesting, at the expense of Baby Boomers and my wife. *** Okay, so this is just one of those filler posts I come up with in winter. But even in the mediocrity of suburban creativity can one ruminate. One can also be that shameless …
I had a post going, but it was another Baby Boomer one, and hating on the Boomers gets old even for me. So I’ll push down that hate for a bit longer and puke up a different kind: idiot homeowners. I should turn these events into a series, really, because every time I begin a …
Over the years, I’ve made a few notes about The Landscaper. He was…an interesting neighbor. First there was an issue with his delinquent children leaving beer cans in our yard. Then our ongoing irritation with his kids cutting through our garden. And the little spat about backyard fires (and his wife, The Harpy, screaming obscenities …
In these contemporary times it often feels as though I’m being force-fed feminism. It is, understandably, a product of modern social/economic/technological circumstances coming into conflict with our stubbornness to change, and is, within reason, a required means to achieve true egalitarianism. To this there is little argument. But why then do I find it frequently …