Socks Not the cat.... You know this, already. No cats allowed at SloWord. This one is dedicated to actual socks, the things you wear on your feet. Like this one. Contrary to what you may be thinking, I am perfectly sane. Socks are mysterious creatures. They are prone to a half-life without the…
Thank the American God it's over. What we have now is One Nation Under God. It says so, right there, see? United States. United. Capital U. How can it be anything but united? Small u. Four years ago, I wrote an article about the US Elections. I said racism had a major part…
Here we shall explore How To Watch Paint Dry and also Why It's a Good Thing. Yes, it is. It is a good thing and in this article I shall explore in depth the concept behind the corner that you and I just painted ourselves into. What do I mean by that? Many…
We're a judgemental lot, we are. I'm no sociologist, and far too lazy to research it, but it may be that making judgements is at the root of homo sapien's instinct for survival. In the modern era, with the interweb weaving it's magical tendrils all around us and enabling snappy judgements, we are…
2015 was the year I invested in a "social presence". Here is my honest review and my responses to the current state. Facebook provides the bulk of my traffic, followed by Wordpress. Facebook has destroyed the concept of Friend and totally diminished and warped the meaning of the word "like".I received connection requests…
The SloMan fought off the PeevedPunjabi's strident requests to write about this stupid actor and his trial for killing someone while driving drunk. Instead, it was given to Unclejee to write about this. Read that post here: https://unclejee.wordpress.com/2015/05/06/salman-khan/ Do let Unclejee know what you think, especially if you're a Salman Khan fan.
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So we had the annual, actually, the 87th Annual, dress-up-and-make-political-speeches-thank-god-my-family-the-cast-and-crew-for-an-amazing-film extravanganza. It was hosted by Neil Patrick Harris and featured a confusing opening song-and-dance. Well produced it may have been, but it was confusing. To me, at least, and my opinion is all that matters to me. Two reasons I stopped watching it:…
So recently, some female author, trying to flog her book, sponsored a debate on premarital sex. Briefly, she asked, Yes or No. Of course the usual pseudo social activists were quick to jump in with both feet condemning with many references to cultural heritage, some faux religious mumbo jumbo and a overall sense…
As is customary on such formal occasions the responsibility for writing a commemorative post devolves upon The Slo-Man.
August is a grand old month. Not only does the first whisper of cooler climes caress your cheek as you walk to work, but August brings the first jackets, the last languorous look at lighted evenings before the days shorten faster and faster. The light changes and the first leaf falls from the tree. August is venerable, the wise old month, letting you know that it is quite alright to have some fun, but serious work lies ahead, so charge your batteries, stock up on the canned food, bring in the frozen meats and prepare, prepare for the hard days that lie just ahead. August is wise, August is getting up there in age, August is.
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