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Finally, we turned the page from the 2026 midterm election and the cavalcade of nonsense it brought to bear. But lo and behold, look what’s been awaiting to scarf up our attention: A locked-and-loaded pharmaceutical industry poised to peddle a new round of pixie dust to cure obscure diseases and conditions some had no idea…
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It’s been a minute since I shared a podcast. Primarily, it’s because I haven’t watched many lately. Kathy and I had what I dubbed our “Round, round, get around, we get around” Beach Boys summer. Summer 2026 was our first without a dog in twenty-four years. So, instead of diving into intellectual spaces, we decided…
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I had an experience recently. I had planned to encrypt it in a fictional narrative, but then thought: Oh, hell, why not come clean. Despite my age, I do not have a list with checkmarks next to its items. The concept of a bucket list is idiotic. Bucket lists tend to contain nonsense that the…
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Arsène Lupin, the fictional gentleman thief created by Maurice Leblanc in 1905 and played by Omar Sy in a Netflix series, has got nothing on Kenneth Moore. It’s undeniable; Lupin is masterful, but he requires intricate schemes and elaborate disguises to pull off his nefarious deeds. Not Kenneth Moore. He seldom, if ever, changes appearance.…
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The people who oppose immigration are just being plain mean. But as Howard Beal, a mad prophet of the airwaves, once asked, “What does that have to do with the price of rice?” Over the past few years, Kathy and I watched as some of our empty-nest friends, although reluctantly, allowed their adult children to…
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I played the guitar as a young man. I had reached a point where I could pick and strum like someone capable of mastering the instrument. By age ten, my teacher, Vito Spioto, had me playing Paganini Caprices, although they were abridged versions. Anyway, I had discovered a fondness for classical music, and when I…
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The odds makers gave me very little chance. In fact, they placed my chances of emerging victorious at a big, fat zero. But those odds makers didn’t know my people—their heart, their fortitude. And thank goodness for the wisdom of Mr. Paine. Trust me when I tell you, there went a fellow who knew a…
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It has been well documented that there has been a sharp uptick in anxiety and depression as a result of the Covid 19 virus, the way the disease was handled, the vaccine, or all three. Marry that issue to the day’s sexual politics, which have sent young men and women into neutral corners where they…
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Late one afternoon, shortly before the happy hour was about to begin, a man, who one might apply the descriptors “Seasoned” and “Worldly,” strolled into a village pub. He was aged yet elegant, this man who had lived in many places, was currently residing in America, and vacationing abroad. His long, tweed coat and duck-billed…
