Please. Let me be hunky-dory.

I am fully able. To feel. That life is hunky-dory. Yes, I prefer the word hunky dory. Over satisfactory or fine. Hunky-dory has a special connotation. In my vocabulary. Hunky dory, by the way, has a Japanese origin. That speaks well. For the Japanese. Used to be. That when people asked how I am. I’d automatically declare, ‘Fine.’  Without giving it a thought. Even if I had to lie. Out of polite habit. Then. Suddenly. Hunky dory came to mind. Figuring. That’s a more accurate term. Being merely fine. Is grossly inadequate.  Maybe there’s a better word than hunky-dory. But for now.  Please. Please. Let me be hunky-dory. --Jim Broede

An albatross around my neck.

I have no problem. With opening the door.  For immigrants. For refugees. For anyone looking for a better life. Of course, that puts me at odds. With our president. And with Republicans. Basically, I trust people. If they aren’t Donald Trump or Republicans. I’d rather take my chances with Mexicans and people from Central America. In fact, from the rest of the world, period. My amore is an Italian. And I not only trust her. I love her, too. Meanwhile, I have no doubt. The world would be a better place. Without Trump and Republicans. Unfortunately, I have no say in that matter. It’s as if I have an albatross hanging around my neck. –Jim Broede

Stupidity too often prevails.

There’s gotta be a better way. To pick our president.  Than by electing him. By a vote of the people. I contend that many, if not most voters, are stupid. They don’t have a clue. As to who would make a decent president. They aren’t even familiar with the issues. They even vote against their own best interests. Little wonder. That a nincompoop, such as Donald Trump, gets elected. I blame the people who voted for him. They should have known better. Another valid argument. Against democracy. Stupidity too often prevails. --Jim Broede