Good grief, did I just say the “S” word? Socialism?
Sitting here on my desk, I assume lightning will strike me any moment -or perhaps I mixed things up -again -and enlightenment will punch me in the face instead. (Don’t you write about socialism, don’t you do it!)
I am going out on a limb here but I would recommend we might wanna learn to pronounce his name 🙂
One man is kneeling in silent protest during the anthem, the other one is kneeling for a private prayer -even though nothing is private when millions are watching.
Until yesterday, my opinion about Colin Kaepernick was pretty clear. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.”
My husband turns into Mr. Football every year in fall. Every Sunday he comes down, wearing his team’s football jersey –which I bought him in a moment of weakness- and he sits down at the breakfast table, with a big smile on his face. “Let’s look who they are playing today,” and he rubs his hands like a little boy in a candy store.