WASHINGTON, D.C. — It’s been less than a week since President Donald J. Trump gave the order to tear down the historic East Wing of the White House to make room for his newest architectural indulgence: the Trump Presidential Ballroom, complete with crystal chandeliers, imported marble, and allegedly, a built-in karaoke stage for “international diplomacy through song.” Today, CNN has…
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The Unbearable Politeness of Being Me How I've had to wrestle with the "have to's" in life
“These are the times that try men’s souls.” – Thomas Paine (1776–1783) Life, for all its wonder, is mostly a long queue of indignities. Every day, we’re served a buffet of unavoidable discomforts that suddenly appear on our skin, awkward small talk that lasts longer than most relationships, and family photos that feel like solar torture wrapped in love. We…
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America Done Lost Track of Itself How a bunch of folks who can’t agree on when to eat dinner now live in one big, never-endin’ 00:00
March 14, 2025 By Pudge Wicklesworth The Hogjaw Times Tattler Hogjaw Hollow, West Virginia Well, I’ll be dipped in diesel—America’s gone and done it. Some brainiac up yonder in Washington decided we don’t need no time zones, no daylight savin’s time, no nothin’. Whole dang country’s runnin’ on somethin’ called “You-Tee-See (UTC).” Sounds like a fancy watch brand to me.…
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How Do You Greet the Day? Secrets for how to win the day from those who know
Ed O’Neil Al Bundy, bitter, reluctant family man embodying the frustrated working-class shoe salesman. You know how I greet the day? With pain—deep, throbbing, soul-sucking pain. Some folks jump outta bed like it’s Christmas morning. Me? I roll out like a sack of wet laundry. The house is chaos before sunrise—someone’s whining for cash, someone’s hogging the mirror, and someone’s…
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Grimm Prospects – Episode I Al Bundy’s advice for getting by in life one fairy tale at a time
Baa, Baa, Black Sheep A simple rhyme in which a black sheep answers a child’s request for wool, giving it to the master, the dame, and a small boy. Baa, baa, black sheep. Yeah, I know the guy. Poor sap gets asked if he’s got any wool, and like every beaten-down husband in America, he coughs it all up. One…
