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Are you happy, conservatives, that I’ve trumpeted your buzz words not once, but seven times? (Seven being a magical number in the JudeoChristian tradition.)
“There is no magic to the phrase `radical Islam,` President Obama said shortly after Omar Mateen’s rampage in an Orlando, Florida nightclub. “It’s a political talking point; it’s not a strategy.”
Precisely.
But I wish our president had acknowledged the connection between these attacks and Islam, for pretending that it doesn’t exist is…..
Since moving to Columbia, Missouri, in the fall of 2006, video game sounds have wafted through the house. Explosions. Rapid machine gun fire. Weird noises suggesting alien invasions. Bucolic barnyard sounds. Large sports stadium crowd noise, including play-by-play calls. Loud, foreboding music and edgy, erie music. Constant video game background noise as I did kitchen and laundry duty; wrote a book; composed and recorded music; looked after my guide dog and a pack of bouncy standard poodles; did some consulting…..
I never have been much of a boxing fan, preferring team sports. And I don’t remember much about Cassius Clay’s early boxing exploits.
While in elementary school, however, I vaguely recall my dad admiring Clay’s prowess but not quite sure what to make of his pre-fight chatter. I also remember watching one of Clay’s conquests on TV with Dad and a couple of other men; the fight didn’t last long.
Then came the name change. “Cassius” sounded strange, but the…..