Reading Facebook

Friend W is rightly exerting his spleen at the loss of civil liberties in the United States. I click the “Like” button. Meantime, Friend B is photographing rabbits. I click “Like” again because I do like rabbits. But Friend F is lamenting the “war on women” just below and I click “Like” because I do not like the war on women but I’m too tired to write a proper comment. I need help. I need a bowl of old fashioned Finnish thistle soup. Something unspecified is ailing me, or might be. Damn, that soup was good. It made you want to howl in the cold. Campbell’s doesn’t make it.

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Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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