Perceptive readers will notice the name of a new contributor appearing on the top right of this page.
Lifelong west ender Joe Kerstiens and I go way back, much further than I’m sure he cares to acknowledge. After an early stab at a player-coach relationship, we settled for friendship on a more equal footing, beginning in the early 1980’s and continuing to the present day.
Joe has graciously agreed to serve as NA Confidential’s guest host of sorts, and as I’ll be out of town this weekend, it seems an ideal time to make the introduction.
Thanks, and welcome aboard.
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yes, and Roger seems to have left me with an empty locust shell, like the ones you see clinging to a tree in August. All the action seems to have temporarily gravitated to Laura's 'little people' blog.
Where little words are king; bad grammar the norm; baffling syntax the asphalt of the highway; and where correct spelling, punctuation, and word usage is optional.
It reminds me of the Saturday Night Live spoof on the 1988 presidential election. During a debate, the Bush actor went on and on with some completely discordant nonsense... and the Dukakis actor looked at the camera and said, "I can't believe I'm losing to this guy."
But, I suppose we shall endure; at least the exodus was not caused on my three-day watch, but before.
There's action there, but the measuring device shows that visits to this site have remained constant throughout.
The diference is that I've chosen not to enable invisible people who scream a lot. And so, it seems somewhat empty.
But isn't. See you next week.
I meant no alarum of retreat. Indeed, I am recalled once again of the finest moment (if not words) of our old buddy Adlai Stevenson -- circa 1962 -- when he looked at the Russian ambassador to the U.N. and intoned, "I am prepared to wait until Hell freezes over, sir, for your answer."
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