Presidential conventions show ‘we’ mean little

Oh, be still my beating, black-as-the-Ace-of-Spades heart. We “lucky” to be alive now Americans are in the midst of yet another presidential election, and ain’t it fun? These two weeks, every four years, are the most entertaining (and infuriating) 14 days of the political cycle. This year’s spectical has exposed how broken and corrupt our […]

Holy in The Beltway, Batman!

Yeah, yeah. I know. It’s old news. Political elites violate tons of rules and with nary a slap on their pocket-picking hands for repercussions. Queen of the Damned Hillary Clinton, those pesky, and mean honky Republicans and of course James Comey, Director of the ever-lovin’ Federal Bureau of Investigations. After Comey completed his July 4 […]

Peanut Gallery (that would be you) to the rescue!

So, Monday night I was lulled to sleep by the soundtrack, dialogue and carnage that is that cinematic masterpiece Killer Klowns From Outer Space, and somewhere between evil Klown snickering and screams, just before my brain turned off, I thought, “Rats. I didn’t write that column . . .” * * * Good morning, happy […]

July 4 thoughts: All good Americans should whine

It’s Monday morning. I’ve gotten to the office an hour early. It’s 7 a.m. I opened up the shop, turned the lights on, made the week’s first pot of coffee. This is a good part of my Monday routine. Silence. No one here to ask questions, look for solutions to problems; nobody in need of […]

So, a snake fell on your feet and . . .

I know, I know. Many, dare I say most, of you think of me as this manly mans man kinda guy. If I had another name it might be Guy Man. Alas, I don’t have another name. I am just plain old, ever-lovin’ and affable Don Rush. Hate to break it to you, but I […]

I was in a courtyard with kids, remembering

By Don Rush Last week, before most Memorial Day remembrances had yet to take place, I had the chance to skip down memory lane and get a glimpse of the future. I visited Clarkston Junior High School. The school, back a few years ago was Clarkston High School where I and countless others roamed the […]

Snowing, mowing and transgender bathrooms

When I was but a young buck, cub-reporter, freshly scrubbed and right out of J school (Journalism, for those not in the know), I soon learned a number of useful community news lessons from Big Jim Sherman, Sr. Surprisingly, I have actually remembered them thar lessons, though it has been a number of decades since […]

Don’t Rush Me: My week in reverse

By Don Rush Come with me. Let me take you by the hand and lead down the path of righteousness. Let me walk you through the week that was — a journey, if you will — through an average week in the life of your hero (Oh, you didn’t know, that would be me). *  […]

Poetry, like beauty, can be found anywhere

Poetry, like beauty, can be found anywhere

By Don Rush There is moocho-grand-ay (thank you god of phonetic spelling) angst, and turmoil in the world these days. Heck, you only have to read, listen or watch any media outlet to find the all the pain and suffering you need to sustain your desire to be sad. But, really, hasn’t there always been […]

A bust on Naked Gardening Day

Aside from the aesthetics of a pasty white dude glowing in the sunlight, gardening requires the use of a lot of sharp tools like shovels, saws, shears, clippers, nippers, cloppers and other things that just thinking about shivers me timbers.