Monday 24 August 2015

God Bless the Grass That Grows Through Concrete.....

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This is so true.  Just look around you anytime you are out in public.  Ever notice in a public restaurant  a young couple who should be looking into each others eyes; they are gazing into their respective phones?

The Death of Conversation:

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 This was sent in by our spies in Extreme Central Texas.   They seem to have a jaundiced view of the popular culture's interfacing with the human condition.  I mean...."What difference does it make at this point?'....if our great grandchildren will have evolved into two slightly connected thumbs clicking at a microscopic typewriter, asking questions like, "Why is everything so boring all the time?" 

     Some...a few...OROGs have asked, "Where in Extreme Central Texas precisely is this nest of reactionary, counter-revolutionary practitioners of fascist intolerance?"   Recognising immediately that this was probably a somewhat left-of-centre originated inquiry, El Gringo Viejo sent a copy of the wire to El Zorro and then traced the URL tracking number.   At times it went straight to a place called "El Museo Nacional de Fidel, Che, y la Grandiosa Victoria de La Revolucion Cubana".....and at other times it went straight into a place called "The White House:   Attn- Valerie Jarrett".

     So that all will know, this nest of spies lives less than 350 miles north of McAllen, and less than 400 miles south of Dallas / Fort Worth.  They can be found less than 500 miles east of El Paso, and  400 miles west of Beaumont, Texas.   Who am I?   Excuse me....Where am I?  Any correct answer within 10 miles will be disregarded.

More later...the time has come to strap on my armour and prepare for the next battle.  The sound of the cannons never ceases.
El Gringo Viejo
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