Thursday, June 9, 2016

An Entertaining Visit with Winsted's Ralph Nader

Oh, yeah. You see it on campuses — what is it called, trigger warnings? It’s gotten absurd. I mean, you repress people, you engage in anger, and what you do is turn people into skins that are blistered by moonbeams.
Not just to be contrary [which is why this weblog exists these days], but the Corvair was a good car and I wish I owned one, especially a '67 convertible.