Green, Yellow and Red

My nose itched. I brushed at it, thinking it was a fly, but it continued to itch. I swatted and connected with a hand. I opened my eyes to see the hand attached to an arm attached to an attractive red-head. I grabbed the hand and pulled Lauren in for a kiss.

“What a way to wake up,” I murmured into her hair as she snuggled close. She sighed and hugged me.

“It’s time to wake up, sleepy. The sun is up and it is going to be a wonderful day.” Her eyes darkened. “I just wish that …”

I held a finger to her lips. “Now, now. None of that. You’ve got other things to think about, and if you don’t, I can give you something that will get your mind off current events.”

Her eyebrows went up. “Oh? And what would that be?”

Instead of answering, I moved my hands lower…

“Oh…” Then, “OH!” Continue reading


What follows is one story of what some called the Second Revolutionary War, others Civil War II, but for most of us ordinary people living in the United States, it was simply ‘The War’. No one alive then could remember a time when the United States was not involved in a war somewhere in the world. We had all seen Presidents come and go, the changing of the guard in Washington D.C. wasn’t really changed; they were the same players as before, playing the same game as before. Whether they called themselves Republican or Democrat, it wasn’t so much about the name or if they were Left, Right or Centrist. It was always about being against the other side.

Bi-partisanship? It was given lip service only. And all the while the country slid further and further into decay. Because nothing was done in Congress, our country’s infrastructure, the roads and bridges, the electrical system and the Internet, that everybody relied upon every day crumbled. Of course, when there was a disaster, like the 35W bridge collapse in Minneapolis in 2007, everyone scrambled to put up a good front and get the bridge replaced, but the underpinnings of the government that was supposed to keep things like that from happening in the first place did not change, in point of fact, they got progressively worse.

The $700 Billion dollar bailout of Wall Street in October of 2008 set the stage for what was to come. Of course, the $700 Billion was not enough.  Pretty soon, it was $1 Trillion dollars. Then it was $1.5 Trillion. By that time, winter had set in with a vengeance. The election had come and gone. The new President was in office and the Republicans were howling mad, stating for the record that the Democrats had stolen the election, despite the fact that the old man who claimed to be a ‘Maverick’ wasn’t and his running mate scared the be-jeebers out of most of the ordinary citizens in the country. It was going to be a long winter…