I’d rather devote time to remembering Aretha Franklin’s legacy. The Queen of Soul passed this week at the age of 76 from pancreatic cancer, but instead I’m going to talk about someone I have no respect for. Someone I don’t think has contributed anything to society in any way, unless you’re interested in cautionary tales … Continue reading Omarosa, Why Don’t I Care about Your Book?
I once read a romance novel where the hero had been made a fool of in his youth. It’s a common enough romantic trope, but in this particular novel his father tried to warn him. His father was wealthy, but he’d come up rough and made all his money through his own clever hard work. … Continue reading Omarosa: A Player, or She Who Gets Played?