Bitter old hags.


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Resource Residential puts tenant well-being at risk.Given my own advanced age, I should be kinder about this. But I am surrounded by bitter old hags — aged women in their 60s and 70s with nothing to live for. They have no children, no other family, no friends. It would be one thing if they could swallow their disparate bile, but they insist on polluting everyone else with their anger and resentments.

Yes, I have heard one particular woman rant about everything from squirrels and crows, to her landlady and neighbors. I do what I can to avoid her, to resist being sucked into her maelstrom of spleen and venom.

Some years ago I ran into an article online which asked, “Why do old men complain so much?” It seemed to me a good question at the time. Now, with the benefit of hindsight, I would ask, “Why do old people — men and women — complain so much?”

Technically, I guess my complaining about the complaining old women is itself a complaint. Mea culpa.

The truth is I don’t know what to do with this frustration and feeling of being beaten down by the negativity around me. At least by writing about it here, I can release some of these feelings. No one is being singled out to listen to my complaint. I will assume you made it here by accident and decided to read on. Please know: I meant you no harm.


Still disconnected.


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Hundertwasser: We Live In Paradise

I manage five web sites, four blogs, one MySpace profile, two Twitter profiles, teach three online college classes, send out three email newsletters, run one Yahoo group and one Flickr site for fellow alumni, get about 1,000 emails, mostly junk, and 10,000 total visitors at these various sites each week.

With so many digital networks running in and out of my life, why do I feel out of touch? I am one big social network and yet I feel entirely antisocial.

Remember when being connected meant having the family over for Sunday dinner, or going to the beach with your kids? Or playing cards in the kitchen til late at night with another couple, having a laugh and losing maybe 2 bucks?

When did I stop going out for dinner with normal, healthy grown-ups who could talk about politics or sports and not throw food at each other?

When did the women in my life all end up 20 years younger than me and have social histories that would make Britany Spears look like Mother Teresa?

When did I suddenly stop drinking good Cabernet and honest Chianti and instead decide that vodka on the rocks was a suitable dinner drink?

When did I start thinking that every TV news anchor, commentator, blogger, and political pundit was a whore, 20 IQ points dumber than me, and pathologically narcissistic?

When did I start defining my life by my favorite scenes in movies or a dozen old songs that I can’t remember the words to anymore?

When did I stop using language to reveal the hidden life of my soul and the lives of others, and instead start scribbling 200 word monologues about nothing on blogs that most people don’t bother to read, or if they do it’s just to tell me I’m full of shit.

I must be breaking some social networking rule because I haven’t read too many rants here about people feeling disconnected, out of touch, and totally baffled by the way things have turned out in this totally wired world.

It must be me. Old Rake. The Teddy Bear waking up from his long winter nap a little groggy and cranky.

Beckett said, “I can’t go on, I’ll go on.”

Rake says, “I can go on, but I won’t.”

Instead, I’ll go checking my blogs and web sites and email accounts like a tired lobster fisherman, slowly cruising over the dark waters, wondering what I’ve caught at this hour of the night.

Most likely, it’s just dead fish and an old pair of sneakers.

Hillary’s book tour schedule.


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Hillary Clinton's What Happened Book Tour

Hillary and her publisher have released the current list of Hillary’s book tour locations and dates:

  • SEPTEMBER 18, 2017
    Warner Theatre/DC with Politics & Prose
  • SEPTEMBER 28, 2017
    Enercare Centre
  • OCTOBER 3, 2017
    Broward Center for the Performing Arts
  • OCTOBER 9, 2017
    Jackson Hall
  • OCTOBER 23, 2017
    Palais des congrès de Montréal
  • OCTOBER 24, 2017
    Hill Auditorium
  • OCTOBER 30, 2017
    Auditorium Theatre
  • NOVEMBER 1, 2017
    The Temple Emanu-El Streicker Center
  • NOVEMBER 9, 2017
    Riverside Theater
  • NOVEMBER 13, 2017
    Fox Theatre
  • NOVEMBER 28, 2017
    Boston Opera House
  • NOVEMBER 30, 2017
    Kimmel Center Academy of Music
  • DECEMBER 11, 2017
    Paramount Theatre
  • DECEMBER 12, 2017
    Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall
  • DECEMBER 13, 2017
    Vancouver Convention Center

You can get more information and buy tickets here.

To get your copy of What Happened, you can order it from Hillary’s web page or directly from Amazon, which offers hardcover, Kindle, and Audio CD versions. Amazon Prime members, of course, can get free two-day shipping from Amazon.