Three Rights Make a Left

This is something that I posted as a reply to a rather bullying comment to another post -- but I hope you'll read it here.  I think this is not the time for bullying and name-calling. Think back to what you may have heard at sometime in your life: "Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and every city or house divided against itself shall not stand." We'd better start looking at the bigger picture and we'd better do it soon. Emotional outbursts may "feel" good, but they don't solve anything. Nobody "won" or "lost" this election. The only way in which we MIGHT lose is if we can't arrive at some common ground... if our election process is destroyed. So... here's what I wrote earlier (edited a little) after he questioned how I can call my music "country" (by the way, I now call it "Blue Country"). I should probably call this, "What Makes Me A Liberal". I was born in Ft. Sc

 Ok... first, a disclaimer. I don't often expose this, because, for some reason, guitar players, and musicians in general, are not supposed to have brains. Though my own brain is probably not even close to the most educated in the musician sphere*, I do have a degree in Math/Computer Science, with a minor in Philosophy and emphasis in statistics. Advanced statistics is VERY difficult. The whizzes in stats become actuaries after passing a series of tests, largely known for their insane difficulty. I'm NOT a whiz... in fact, I fell asleep in statistics class and fell off my chair one day. This blog entry doesn't touch on advanced statistics and you don't need more than a 6th grade education to understand this. In other words: Donald Trump -- just stop here. You'll be lost after this point. Today, I'm writing about how politicians -- or their corporate sponsors -- like to quote statistics to support their spin of the day. However, in many instances, the exact sam

  This writing is a reaction to this article from someone's web site: 40 Uncool Things that Boomers Won't Give Up Disclaimer: I know this author is trying (accent on try) to be funny -- and I'm as capable as any boomer of taking a little ribbing -- which is to say, if I were in the same room with this person, I'd step on their cell phone. And since they did not have a "comments" section, I'm forced to pierce their thin little skin with my rapier wit on my own blog site. Before I proceed with my skewering -- at least my feeble attempt, given my advanced age -- I do want to make a generalization about articles like this, in all seriousness. To me, an attempt at satire that demonstrates,  " ... obstinate or unreasonable attachment to a belief, opinion, or faction; in particular, prejudice against a person or people on the basis of their membership of a particular group " is, by dictionary this definition, "bigotry".  If you were to substit