Originally published via Armageddon Prose Substack:
I hate writing these; whatever the gladhanding salesman gene is, it apparently skips a generation. My father, a moderately successful local retail politician in Kansas, does, but not me.
The TL;DR pitch is: I do put a lot of “sweat equity,” to quote Lt. Dangle from Reno 911! — the best sketch comedy show in American television history — into this stuff.
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· On the Betrayal of Family and the RFK Jr. Debacle
· Notes From Exile: ‘Heart of Darkness’
· Raw Eggs: An Existential Threat?
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