In the quest for relevance, we are tossed by our own waves and must climb our own rocks to find and maintain a little sense of purpose.
I’m lucky to have lived a life not devoid of such men and women. Not empty of tales of valor. But filled with BAMFs like Pheidippides.
These guns weren’t cops’ sidearms or soldiers’ weapons. I’m talkin’ street-level. These were not possessed by anyone who aimed at doing anything ethical.
I won’t deny that your average Army MI dude has an almost pre-requisite nerdishness to him. It may not come out in his Hushpuppies, high-waters, or pocket protector. Thankfully that View More ›
Perpetuating myths like, “The people of Japan are so nerdy they don’t like sex,” is shallow entertainment at best and deeply horrific journalism at worst.
First off, Jim “Smokey” West is a fucking legend. No horseshit. Not so much in the “I’ve got lots of colored belts to wear with my white pajamas” department, but View More ›
There is a fine line between “service” and “servitude”. One of them is given freely. The other, taken. Let all hail The Ones Who Gave. — I would never reference View More ›
Part I: Sawanobori, or, basically, river climbing, is a very old Japanese pastime. It involves following a river or stream, up a mountain, to its source. The climber ascends a tributary of View More ›
I sat there in the cafe, drinking my too-foamy latte. The beans had been burnt, no surprise there. I added honey to override the crap taste. It was raining, as View More ›
The Japanese mafia, known globally as The Yakuza, is a funny beast. For example, they don’t hide themselves away from the prying eyes of law enforcement. In fact, you can View More ›