Putting the Fires Out

Restroom Wars

I’ve decided to weigh in on this whole gender restroom thing that is being so hotly debated by the courts and state legislators … of mostly southern states I can’t help but notice. First of all, speaking as a guy, I don’t mind if women, whether identifying as men or women, come in our restroom. I’d really rather have a woman next to me in the stall wanting to know if I had a ‘square to spare’ than former Congressman Larry Craig trying to play footsies with me.  And if there are any women who’d

God Save the Queen

God Save the Queen! Er, what Queen? The Queen of England, of course. Queen Elizabeth. What do you mean, ‘of course’? She’s the Queen of the Royal Family. What ‘Royal Family’? Why, Meghan Markel, Prince Harry, Prince Philip, the Price of Wales and all that. You know, the Royals! Um, they aren’t my Royal Family … or yours, either, if you’re American. We divorced them in 1776 and again in 1812. But, but.. Princess Di. We loved her. Yes we did, everyone did, and what happened to her was tragic. But

Lefty-Righty

For some reason, I can’t stop wondering about weird things that other people don’t seem to wonder about.  In my mind, I think it’s that they don’t want to wonder about it and are just as happy to let someone else do the wondering. Which I’m happy to do, though I wonder why.    Today I found myself wondering about the whole left-handed, right-handed thing. I mean, how weird is it that we have two perfectly matched arms, virtually identical - though opposite, but we develop a slightly better