George Frost Kennan (February 16, 1904 – March 17, 2005) was an American diplomat and historian. From the diaries of  George F. Kennan Dorpat (Tartu), Estonia, March 29, 1929, attending a religious service during his stay in Estonia, awaiting stationing to the first US Embassy established in post-revolutionary Russia:  From the sight of these drab … Continue reading The Genius of George F. Kennan →

Hey Joe, where you goin' with that bill in your hand? Hey Joe, I said, where you goin' with that bill in your hand? I'm goin' down to shoot some bill blockers You know I caught ‘em messin' 'round with another plan, yeah I'm goin' down to shoot them bill blockers You know I caught … Continue reading Hey Joe →

Dude was runnin’ his mouth tonight I’ve seen this shit before Talkin’ crazy for his own fun Like a bad scene from the Jersey Shore Too many people caught up in their own chatter So slick with their verbal slip and slide Or holier than thou, lecturing with furrowed brow Or hard-boiled-potato-tough, and talkin’ turkey … Continue reading But There It Is →

Whoa is not me Please don’t feel my pain I’ll try not to whine to you How about you doing the same Everybody lives this life The healthy and the lame Some people born with lousy hand But still must play the game My biggest props for disabled kids Who fight with heads held high … Continue reading Welcome to the Whine-Fest →

On the street, walking, a disturbance up ahead A sidewalk philosopher with unresolved grievances Lecturing the world, hands gyrating, talking loudly to the wind Walking back and forth, impeding sidewalk traffic I walk by on the street, out of reach No eye contact, checking him in my peripheral Never know how this type will act … Continue reading Chinatown Beat →

Last big trip before I retire from the Air Force Catch some military hops around the Pacific Visit Japan, visit Korea Two weeks of carefree wandering But the C-17 broke in Guam Spent the night on the terminal floor Waiting for the bird to get fixed The wife is getting bored OK, let’s flip the … Continue reading My 9/11 →

Tough makin’ it these days Friend lost his job, tryin’ to find new ways Clawing through the COVID haze Keepin’ the wolf from the door My buddy Clem says, rightly Try to get some good sleep, nightly ‘Cause you never know what the next day holds But the next day better sleep some too Because … Continue reading Clem’s Clarion Call →

Perhaps the world is not enough When spectre of death looms tall You think it’s no time to die But who can predict the skyfall Death is always today Tomorrow never dies Even with a license to kill A view to kill takes golden eye The man with the golden eye Is the man with … Continue reading Dnob Semaj…….it’s called tradecraft, my friend! →