A man for our time

The commotion led by Yevgeny Prigozhin, has been dominating the news since the weekend. We all know the basic story by now and nobody in the media knows any more than we do about what is going on behind the scenes. Yevgeny seems to be quite the character. We have needed a face to attach to the war. A con man or a Russian patriot? He looks like he came out of central casting to play the rogue general. A man who would cut off a man's balls for the fun of it but who may be useful to the West. Perhaps some of the freed soldiers defected to the Ukranian army? Nobody knows.

This whole story should make a good movie. However, they should do something about his name. It may be hard to fit on the cover of Time's Man of the Year issue. 

Editor's note: A tragic accident.

Help Sally find a liver

 

I came home from the store yesterday and found stuffed in my mailbox a one page flyer. On it read " Help Sally Find a Liver". I'd have to say that this was a new one. I've been asked for money so a man can ride a bus home, feed his sick mother, keep America well, and keep America well informed, but no one has ever asked me for a liver before.

I thought about it. I have become accustomed to my liver. It has served me well and I have not been an ideal partner. I like to drink and I'm sure beer, white wine and Jack has not been kind to my liver over the years. I'm afraid my liver might not even be that serviceable. Sorry but if you need a liver you will have to look elsewhere. 

the chair

In honor of Father's Day, I have a new post in my Sixties blog.