Kochs Fund Train Wreck of Duopoly

This post was originally written for, and posted on 1787network.com.

8/4/2015

Over the weekend America’s favorite political meddlers threw a huge party in order to gain a better idea on which candidate’s campaign in the 2016 election they will be donating nearly $900 million. The Libertarian leaning brothers who founded the advocacy group FreedomWorks, always have their hands in the political arena, and are once again attempting to shape elections in the hopes of making America a freer nation. Unfortunately, the brothers, by their own admission, are not donating money to a candidate who can actually make a positive difference. Continue reading Kochs Fund Train Wreck of Duopoly

My Brother

Preach, Snoop, Preach
                     Preach, Snoop, Preach

(To all of those out there reading this: One, Sally feel free to read this one. I don’t think there is too much in it that will upset you. Two, my editor took a few liberties in the editing process and I only recently discovered them. I left them for posterity sake though)

Many people have found that one of the negatives of growing up is you tend to grow apart from the friends you made as a child. It makes sense if you think about it; people change, move, get married, have kids, grow up, grow old, grow apart, get sick, and die. It is one of the negatives of aging. As a child the world is an endless array of possibilities. The person you ride bikes with down to the 7-11 to grab Slurpees, even though your parents told you not to go there without them, will one day have his or her own life across the country only to be heard from occasionally on social media. (Only a short 10 years ago or so, even this wasn’t possible, and the only way to know where someone ended up was through rumors and local lore with tales starting with, “Did you hear where Kat went?”). Fortunately for me, even with all of the crusades I ventured on, the many times I decided it was time to pack my bags and head to a different part of this globe, I am lucky enough to have one friend (this is not a retelling of the story of my best friend, so please continue before growing bored and assuming I have run out of wonderful tales to tell) who, through all of the hurdles Life put in our way, has remained one of the lynchpins of my existence.

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