Skin the Survivor: The Amazing Life of an American Icon

Known in Japanese as “Father Island”, Chichijima is the biggest in the Ogasawara archipelago, and strategically located in the Pacific Ocean for an empire attempting to make the most of their moves against a western superpower. Expanding upon a modest naval port built in 1914, the Japanese created a key World War II post upon the island that rises out of the Pacific roughly 1000 kilometers south of mainland Japan and 250 kilometers north of Iwo Jima. Chichijima sent critical troops and supplies to its more well known neighbor island before the famous late winter battle took place. Yet while American troops famously raised their flag atop Iwo Jima’s Mount Suribachi, they never captured Chichijima in wartime. This does not mean the they did not try to; quite the opposite. Even before the battle of Iwo Jima, Chichijima was a thorn in the Allies’ side due to its prominent role as radio communications hub for the Japanese Navy. In order for the Americans to achieve in the Pacific Theater, Chichijima simply had to go.

In September 1944, the United States Navy took to the air and assembled the Avengers, in this case, four TBM Avenger torpedo bombers. This was the same plane that Paul Newman flew on as a rear gunner, but as cool as the man who played Cool Hand Like was, we are not here to discuss him. We’re here to talk about Skin.

Fairly fresh off of being called up to the big leagues as the (then) youngest naval airman ever on June 9th of 1943, a skinny pilot who was three days way from turning 19 was making a name for himself. Eventually his slim figure garnered him the nickname “Skin”. Skin’s skill was evident, and his squadron helped win the massive Battle of the Philippine Sea, but it was his role in a critical attack on Chichijima that cemented his legacy as a Navy airman.

On September 2, 1944, Skins and company took flight over the island with the intent to knock out the radio tower and kill the island’s critical communication. All the planes took heavy fire, including Skin’s, and he knew he was going down. However, before bailing into the ocean, Skin dropped his payload and BOOOM! took down the tower! Skin’s two crewmen died. He was one of nine total airman who had successfully survived crash landings, but the other eight were captured, brought to Chichijima’s Japanese commanders, and tortured. In what is now known as the Chichijima Incident, the eight unfortunate airmen were beaten and later beheaded under the order of Lieutenant General Yoshio Tachibana, who even encouraged his men to eat the livers of the Americans. Tachibana was later tried, convicted of war crimes, and hanged.

Skin was lucky enough to be rescued by the USS Finback, a submarine that carried him away to safety as the only survivor of his squadron who had to bail out in the raid on Chichijima. He was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross for his heroism, but he was more focused on a different aspect of the battle’s aftermath: why, of nine men, was he the only one to survive? Did he have some greater purpose, or role yet to play. As it happens, he did. Some time after the battle, he married his girlfriend, Barbara Pierce, and he would remain devoted to her for the next 73 years. Once discharged from the Navy, Skin attended Yale and earned an economics degree. He even was elected president of his fraternity!

Of course, this would pale to later accomplishments, as he would be eventually be elected to a more prominent presidential office where he was no longer known as “Skin” the hotshot Navy airman, but George Herbert Walker Bush, the 41st President of the United States of America.

Following graduation from Yale, Bush promptly moved with his family to Texas and became a successful oil businessman. After a few attempts to jump into politics, he was elected to the House of Representatives in 1966. He never made it into the Senate, but then President Nixon pegged him to become Ambassador to the United Nations. His time there was known mostly for his unsuccessful attempt to sway the UN from expelling Taiwan from the floor in favor of the People’s Republic of China. He later worked as a liaison to China for Gerald Ford, but first followed his UN gig with one as head of the Republican National Committee.

As RNC Chairman, Bush’s political beliefs and faith in Richard Nixon, the man who had placed him in prime positions, was shaken by the Watergate scandal. Initially, Bush defended his party and president, but it soon became clear to him that the latter had committed crimes and was a threat to the former. He encouraged Nixon to resign, and helped rebuild the Republican party after Nixon obliged. Gerald Ford considered Bush for his vice president, but instead selected him to fill the role of CIA Director. Bush only spent just under a year in the position throughout 1976 until Jimmy Carter assumed the presidency on January 20, 1977. Brief though it was, Bush is credited with reinstating trust in the CIA in his time there after some major scandals had shaken the agency – although his CIA also supported Operation Condor, which lent a hand to Latin American dictators where it helped American interests out.

Hey, this ain’t no puff piece, and George H.W. Bush certainly made mistakes. Nevertheless, in rare form for political candidates of any era, he often admitted when he was wrong, sometimes directly, and many an occasion with policy change. He ran for president himself in 1980, and lost, but was chosen by eventual winner Ronald Reagan to be vice president, and after eight years of service in that role, he won the big election for himself. In time after taking over the presidency, Bush realized that Reagan had made some big oopsies, especially where his economic policy (which Bush never loved) was concerned. Bush went against his predecessor, and his own famous campaign promise (“Read my lips: no new taxes”), in an effort to fix the financial situation.

Besides seeking balance in the budget, Bush also balanced his own agenda with the needs of all Americans and frequently worked with a Democrat-dominated Congress to pass some of the most important policy in the last few decades, and perhaps some of the most important in American history.

At his core, George H.W. Bush stuck to his guns – well, not really, actually – and this is what made him a beloved leader and American figure: his ability to admit when he was wrong and to put aside political pushes when it interfered with progress. We all change over time, and George H.W. Bush was no exception. His direction may have wobbled at times, as our own does with time, but he always sought to move this country in the right direction, and even though that may not have been immediately apparent to all of his constituents and contemporaries at the time of his presidency, it is clear that time has shone what a great American he truly was. Rest in peace, Mr. President, or as I probably should say, Barbara’s loving husband.

Thanks for reading. If you want to explore the life of George H.W. Bush more extensively, then read this New York Times article and watch this Vox video:

Goodbye Mr. Bush,



Hey, How Come My Dad Didn’t Give Me Any Mitochondrial DNA?

A lot has happened in the last week that I have wanted to talk about. France has a fuel crisis; Arnold Schwarzenegger wishes fossil fuels were never used; the G20 had some interesting moments; GM had some interesting moves; protests against inaction on addressing climate change is starting to rise; carbon dioxide levels continue to; Neil deGrasse Tyson has multiple sexual abuse allegations being investigated; and a Jo-bro got married! Not to mention, my favorite sports team won the Big 10 for the second straight year (yes, I still watch it). I could write about any of these, but when the last great Republican president passed away, I knew that I had to write about him.

However, shortly after learning about the death of George H.W. Bush, I saw some truly amazing news that is more imperative to share given the amazing potential of it. I enjoy elaborating on the arts and sports and popular culture, and I feel the need and honor to offer thoughts on the lives of important figures, but I am a man of science first, and the scientific community just dropped a bombshell that cannot be ignored.

Next week, I will offer a more proper eulogy for President Bush. For now, I turn the conversation over to Hank Green at SciShow:

This is big. Now, it is important to remember that this is one study ongoing research that probably only occurs rarely in a minority of humans, yet it is exceptionally exciting news. Mitochondrial DNA (mtDNA) has been observed passed down by both parents before in some animals and plants, and in one debated case, the skeletal muscle of one man, but never has such an extensive study shown that this can occur.

This is certainly new news, but it is truly exciting because of all the new things we could discover with this newfound knowledge. Learning more about the human body and human history can afford us a greater understanding of how to cure currently incurable diseases and more insight into how we changed over the time our species has existed.

For more information, check out this Nova summary of the mtDNA report.

Thanks for reading and watching! Be sure to return next week for a goodbye to George Herbert Walker Bush.



Hard Hitting Truth

I write this as a I finally get around to watching The Haunting of Hill House on Netflix (if one and a half months after airdate qualifies as late viewing), and I’m enjoying the best telling of the classic story that I’ve seen yet. It has some genuinely spooky scenes, but it’s not the scariest thing I’ve seen recently. The opening sequence is reminiscent of another Netflix show that I have loved from the start, Daredevil, and its latest season added to its excellence, but it’s not the most violent thing I’ve seen recently. In fact, the most scary, violent thing I have witnessed lately is something I have been watching, and loving, for much longer than Netflix has been around. This weekend, I was captivated once again by the frighteningly prevalent violent entertainment that so many like me love to indulge in. As I write, I also periodically check in on the imaginary unit that I have assembled to do fantastic battle with the respective units of my peers in the subject of this most violent contest, for the reason that we simply cannot get enough of this bloodsport, so we craft our own fantasy with which to duel based on the nature of true reality. This horrifying beast of terror and trauma that I speak of is known by one misleading name: football.

I say misleading due to the fact that football – or more aptly known globally as American football – involves more direct motion from hands and arms then feet, but this is a small gripe that doesn’t physically affect anyone like the pounding that players take in the game does. This past weekend I watched, mostly happily, as a group of young men dressed in my colors bashed into players dressed in my best bud’s colors. It really is tough for me not to turn this into a bragging essay of victory wherein I celebrate Ohio State’s surprising beatdown of bitter rival Michigan, but then it is easy for me to do so as I have never competitively played football, my preferred team won and I am giddy because of it, and the most that I have to give up is the next round that I voluntarily offered to pick up the next time my Michigan graduate friend and I go out. I pay for a few drinks; the college students who slammed their skulls around Saturday pay the price for that their whole lives.

I have talked a bit about some of the problems plaguing football, and extensively about The Game, but today I’m turning the reigns over to this excellent video from College Humor that dives much deeper beyond the Ohio State-Michigan rivalry than this year’s game:

It’s hard for me to continue to watch something that I love that is also awful to the players involved in it. It’s like I’m a superfan of Romeo and Juliet, but at every performance I attend, the lead actors actually get poisoned, but I keep coming back because I just can’t get enough of that sweet, sweet, star-crossed love! This is of course, a silly example (there are so many better Shakespeare plays to obsess over), but the truth remains that football as it is is a dangerous game. For more on this, consult an alumnus of College Humor, Adam Conover:

Concussions, sub-concussive hits, and other physical injuries are a major part of the problem, but as the first sports show satire pointed out, there is something truly amiss with college sports finances. Players make no money, while universities bring in oodles, especially from the cash cow football programs they have. Ohio State and Michigan are huge, well-respected schools, but their names are more synonymous with their own-the-field success than academic contributions, from which there are plenty of. This applies to almost every school with a major sports team or teams, and as long as fans are willing to fill their fancy stadiums, the schools are will to set aside what should be the primary role of academics to create finer athletic facilities. Money is a big problem throughout colleges as a whole, and not simply relegated to their athletic programs, yet that is where discrepancies are most apparent.

Furthermore, there are often additional scandals that arise out of the machine that is financial and athletic success at universities, and the College Humor skit quickly references two that I wrote about few months back. One being Ohio State head coach Urban Meyer’s apparent knowledge of one of his former coaches abusive nature towards a spouse, and the other being the Penn State child sexual abuse scandal. Each school cooperated with investigations and followed the penalties brought down by the powers that be – specifically, the highly conflicted NCAA – and both are flourishing on the gridiron once again in a world where winning matters more than people’s safety.

I wish I knew how to make all of this better, but the truth is, I don’t know what to do. I haven’t paid much attention to the NFL beyond how my fantasy team fares, but that’s mainly due to a lack of interest relative to college ball, and my viewership is hardly a loss for them while millions watch their games (and the advertisements that come with them). But unlike some principled protest I have – like how I haven’t eaten at Chick-fil-A since their CEO made homophobic remarks, or at Jimmy John’s because owner Jimmy John is a big game hunter – I haven’t stopped enjoying college football. I have lost a lot of my former interest in sports over the years, even growing fatigued by the monotonous nature of the games and franchise trends. However, sports are popular in America, and between social pressure to be up to date on everything ball-related like the other guys (I knew exactly what I was doing writing that sentence), and my own desire to see my teams kick ass, it is difficult to be critical of football without being hypocritical and watching it anyway.

In spite of all that I know that is bad about college football, I am stoked that my Buckeyes beat the Wolverines again, and I’m excited to get to watch my team play for another conference championship. But perhaps instead of going to Indianapolis to watch another football game, I should go there to shout my anger at the ills of the system outside of NCAA national headquarters.

Thanks for reading. Nobody is a bad person for liking football, but we must all acknowledge that there are real problems that need to be solved, especially on college campuses. I hope my internal struggle is relatable, and that you can figure out how to best carry on to solve these problems. Maybe we can all do it together.

Stay informed,





Last Monday, we lost a pop culture legend who made some of the most memorable characters pop off the pages of Marvel comic books for decades, and was perhaps the most prominent figure in the silver age of comics: Stan Lee.

Today, you’d be hard-pressed to find someone who is unfamiliar with Stan Lee. Whether it be from reading the comics he wrote, or watching for his “Where’s Waldo”-like cameo appearances in the television and film adaptations of Marvel’s works, you’ve seen Stan Lee somewhere before. Chances are, you know quite a lot about his story already, which comes as no surprise given his notability and natural talent to entertain. I have seen a lot of tribute articles and videos explaining details of his life, yet I feel like this one from YouTuber Captain Midnight provides the most honest look at what made Stan Lee such a revered writer and creator, as well as how making the Marvel empire was not a one man job:

Lesser known, is Lee’s early life prior to being the big man at Marvel, but his ability to bring a smile to those invested in his media was ever-present. In 1939, Stanley Lieber began working at Timely Comics. He would, of course, later become Stan Lee, just as Timely Comics would later become Marvel. For the first couple of years he served as a glorified gofer, until Stan’s earliest work as a writer came in 1941 with “Captain America Foils the Traitor’s Revenge”, which happens to be the comic that first featured Captain America using his shield as a frisbee to beat the bad guys.

The next year, following the United States’ entrance into World War II, Lee joined the Army and served as a member of the Signal Corps, ensuring that communications devices worked properly. He eventually was moved the the Training Film Division, tasked with making training materials, as well as cartoons. Obviously, it was a good fit for him.

After the war, Lee worked as a writer for a hodgepodge of comic styles, but started to lose interest until that key “fuck it” moment where he teamed up with Jack Kirby and created the Fantastic Four. From there, he, Kirby, Steve Ditko, and many others went on to introduce the world to a cavalcade of characters with fantastic abilities, yet relatable human traits and flaws, and through numerous business ups and downs, those characters are enshrined in the global popular culture, and we just can’t get enough of them.

There will be more new faces in Marvel and other comic distributors (as there have been for a long time since Stan Lee downgraded his duties at Marvel in the 1990s), but we will always remember the first ones who shared our daily struggles despite their superpowers, and we’ll always remember the man who helped make them that way.

Thanks for watching and reading! Be sure to silver surf back her next week, and enjoy your Thanksgiving celebration(s) with friends and family! Maybe you all can watch a Marvel movie and look for the smiling man with glasses to say something funny.

Go Buckeyes!


P.S. My favorite of the many cameos just happens to be the most recent:

Forgive and Never Forget

While I rarely watch the show live, and infrequently pay much attention to many of the skits beyond the opening and whatever gets buzz, I enjoy watching Saturday Night Live to see the news from the week be mocked as it is often a spot on skewering of something silly done by a world leader, news organization, or celebrity. My favorite part of the show is the Weekend Update segment with Michael Che and Colin Jost, and I am always enthusiastic to see them joined by Pete Davidson to give his hilarious and brutally honest observations on life’s happenings. A couple of weeks ago, in the wake of Kanye West’s bizarre end of show rant that was not aired live but went viral afterwards, Davidson made plenty of jokes, but also a poignant assessment of mental illness, bringing his own personal battle into the discussion as an example of how someone contending with such issues should not use them as “an excuse to act like a jackass”.

Last week, Davidson’s unfiltered take on political candidates in the midterm election was met with distaste from both sides of the aisle regarding his remarks of Texas congressional candidate Dan Crenshaw. Davidson described his surprise that Crenshaw, who has an eyepatch, is running for office and not working as “a hitman in a porno movie”. In truth, Crenshaw is a first time candidate for office and won his election seat to the 2nd Congressional District in Texas, which circles around the north and west of Houston. Crenshaw did this in spite of having been critical of Donald Trump’s rhetoric in the 2016 presidential election. However, Crenshaw is a military veteran, having served in the Navy as a SEAL from 2006-2016. He served on three tours, including in Afghanistan where he lost his eye in combat. He was moved to Bahrain and later South Korea, before finally retiring, but not before he achieved the rank of Lieutenant Commander and was awarded the Navy Commendation Medal, two Bronze Stars, and a Purple Heart. Upon returning to the United States, Crenshaw attedning Harvard’s John F. Kennedy School of Government and earned a Master’s degree in Public Policy.

Lt. Com. Dan Crenshaw is an American hero who has served his country in its Armed Forces, and will soon serve it as a congressman, but what truly makes him heroic is his desire to unite Americans, not so politically as left and right, but in a manner too often ignored, in really connecting with veterans of the Armed Forces and the first responders in our communities. Not to mention, his ability to see past a joke, even one made in bad taste, to forgive and unite as we all should.

Yesterday was Veterans Day, but we should thank our veterans and first responders each day, and do more than offer a kind, yet simple “thanks for your service”. Where we can truly make a connection to those who give there all to keep us safe, we absolutely should offer back all that we can to do so.

Never forget,


Snakes and Flamethrowers

Tomorrow is the most important day for citizens of the United States of America. If you have not already voted early or by absentee ballot, I strongly encourage you to do so tomorrow on Election Day. Check out your area’s ballot ahead of time on Ballotpedia and do the necessary research to determine who and what you want to vote for.

I have already studied up on mine, but determine which people I want in each position was easier for me this year because for the first time I have opted to vote completely based on party allegiance. I have always been more of a moderate, once leaning more conservatively and more recently more liberally, yet I am not seeking to vote for either party, but against one. I am not a fan of the two-party system, but it is what we have right now in the USA, and as much as I’d like for there to not even need to be a designation for my political figures as I would hope that they could work together to make my country and my world a better place, I realize that that is just not that realistic. It’s difficult for candidates to win without the backing of either the Democratic or Republican party,  so I’ve always looked more closely at the candidates themselves to determine if they are more in the middle like me and willing to work with others even if they do not agree with them on everything. In today’s political climate though, there is just no peace to be had if you sit on the right side of the aisle, and that has resonated with me to the tune of steering my votes definitively away from anyone with an “R” next to their name.

I hope that if you are a fellow citizen of the United States of America that you will vote tomorrow. I do not care if you vote the same as me; I just want you to exercise your most powerful right to choose to who represents you and your needs. I am not attempting to sway anyone to vote similarly to me; rather I am seeking to explain how I came to my decisions in the hopes that you will also do your due diligence in vetting your candidates and issues, and I hope that you will factor everything into account to make the most informed decision you can.

As for my stance, I doubt that I will ever vote for a Republican candidate again. The Grand Old Party has lost itself in its urge to hold control, and I cannot abide its tactics and disgusting rhetoric.

I don’t appreciate the fear-mongering that this party stirs up in order to scare people into thinking that if they don’t vote for Republicans then bad things are going to happen. Look at this video from Vox about how this has been utilized in recent years to great effect:

Approaching immigrants are not the greatest threat to this country; our greatest threat is the same as everyone else’s: global climate change. That issue is constantly ignored or defamed by Republicans who often receive support from fossil fuel companies.

Republicans feed off of fear, as well as anger, and I am becoming increasingly angry… at them. I am fed up with the party who refuses to even bring the subject of gun reform to the table while continued shootings occur; who won’t denounce white nationalists and gets cozy with their support; who denounces science and facts and promotes falsehoods; who allows powerful men to get a pass for continued mistreatment of women; who turns a blind eye to foreign governments who commit atrocities as long as we profit from them; who attempt to distract from their own mishandling of health care with lies and fearful distractions; and most importantly of all, the party who absolutely refuses to work across the aisle with people with different ideologies from them.

Many of these same issues were pointed out by comedian Chelsea Peretti in a tweet urging voters to remember how distasteful Republicans have been:

Two of my favorite comedians who offer so much more insight than simple humor have also recently weighed in a recent interview you can see some of here:

I honestly would love to see Jon Stewart leading this nation in an elected or appointed role, but I know it is not his preference. I can certainly live with his continued sage wisdom offered to expose the hypocrisy of everyone. Furthermore, I would love to see more collaborations between him and Dave Chappelle, who remains my favorite stand-up comedian and the sharpest identifier and critic of racism and division among people.

Seth Myers spoke about the most recent news of the Republican push for his election while reiterating the same point of how the GOP is aiming to distract with fear to swindle voters:

Finally, I encourage you to take a look at another of my favorite comedians who regularly points out the problems in politics just like his old boss:

I am heartbroken by that. The separation of families is a greater crime than any perceived push across a border, and I am furious at the people who put this policy in place and seek to do it again. Besides comedians, I have liked the message sent by some politicians, such as this from Michael Bloomberg:

I am not a Democrat; I am an American who tries to keep a kind heart and an open mind. My views have changed and grown as I have, and I have always tried to maintain my path down the middle to ensure that I am not swayed by either extreme. I am not a fan of the Aristotlean bent stick remedy that calls for one to change his or her vices by shifting them to the opposite extreme, for this can become a shift back and forth between extremes that ignores the truly desired middleground. This is often observed in politics where the party in power gradually gives way to minority party. Republicans lose control to the Democrats who then lose control to the Republicans who then lose control to the Democrats and so on and so on and so on. We grow weary from watching the political ping pong. What’s the point if the shift is just going to happen again?

This time though, I urge the bent stick swing. Within Aristotle’s philosophy is a statement that is especially applicable to this American election. According to Aristotle, the reason why one with vices must work to shift to the opposite extreme is because people who are out of balance are usually unable to judge balance. In this case, Republicans as a whole do not realize how far they’ve gone because they have no sense of proper center anymore. They have shifted their ideology so far to the right that they are drifting dangerously closer to dictatorial fascism, and it is up to us, the American voters, to shift the center back to the center.

I included this video in my last post, but it is worth watching again here:

Thanks for reading and watching. Please vote tomorrow for what you believe in, not what someone tries to scare you into. Again, I do not care if you disagree with me, and I would rather have a full representation of the opinions of Americans provided in the best way it can be: your vote.


State of the Season 17 – The Fall of Autumn

Hello, and welcome to the seventeenth edition of looking back at the previous 12 posts on this site. Here is where I recap each of those posts and offer some additional information where applicable. Enjoy!

The first post in this most recent quarter is titled “Urban Decay” and provided some insight into the accusations that Ohio State football coach Urban Meyer withheld information regarding past assistant coach Zach Smith’s abuse of his wife Courtney Smith. After the investigation that was launched to look into this matter, Meyer was cleared, but suspended for the first three games of the season. The Buckeyes are now 7-1 and ranked in the Top 10 in the AP and Coaches Polls with an expected similarly high ranking in the first College Football Playoff rankings due out tomorrow. Nevertheless, I still believe that Meyer should have been held to higher scrutiny and feel it best if the school had fired the coach and athletic director Gene Smith. However, the cycle continues and in reaction to rumors of retirement, Meyer remarked recently that he intends to coach again next season.

“Let’s Get Hitched”, is not about marriage proposal, but about legendary film director Alfred Hitchcock and his amazing attention to detail.

“R-E-S-P-E-C-T the Queen of Soul” is my eulogy for another legend: Aretha Franklin.

“And the Winner is… Nobody” is my cynical reaction to the announcement of changes to the Oscars, with the addition of a Most Popular Film award being the most prominent… and problematic.

I wrote a bit about The Dark Knight is this post, and recently watched an interesting video that declared it a post-9/11 noir film. Check it out:

“Burnt Brazilian Bicentennial” is a first take of the fire that ravaged the National Museum of Brazil.

Here is a piece on what items are assumed to have been destroyed in the blaze.

This is not the last of Brazil’s problems unfortunately, as they once again face massive political corruption and have just elected an extremely far-right candidate to be their next president.

“Smokey Sausage and the Bundit” is my eulogy for Burt Reynolds, who had an interesting connection to my hometown.

Shortly after writing this, I saw Reynolds self-proclaimed greatest love, Sally Field, on her book tour for her autobiographical In Pieces. She is an amazing woman, and it is understandable that he loved her so much.

“Next Stop: Space!” is an early rendition of my annual Mach 1 Day post. This one came out about a month earlier, but there is a good reason for that. It’s also the fastest plane ever, so you can understand why it’s a little early.

I next put out an untitled post encouraging support for the Colorectal Cancer Alliance after complications from the disease claimed the vibrant life of a great woman I went to university with.

“Domestic Distrubance” is my reaction to a strange situation that I saw at the end of my work shift days before this post was published. It served as an unintentional reminder that October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

I was, and still am, feeling downtrodden by continued news of powerful men pushing people around, especially through the mistreatment of women. My mind sought solace in cartoon humor, my favorite source of which is often Futurama, and there just happens to be a magnificent vessel of chauvinism in Zapp Brannigan. I though it best to title the post with one of his quotes; naturally I opted for:  “I Find the Most Erotic Part of a Woman is the Boobies”.

“It’s Hard Out Here for a Pubescent Teenager… Hahaha, ‘Hard'” is an appreciation for the great teen-focused comedy-dramas on Netflix that are Big Mouth and American Vandal. Watch them if you have not already.

“Spooktacular Songs to Haunt Your Halloween” is another round of 13 themes to have on hand for whatever you do Wednesday.

If you want more Halloween fun, then check out this video from the man who made it – not Halloween, but Halloween.


Thanks for reading! I hope that you will continue to occasionally look my direction on Mondays for more interesting tidbits, deep dives, subjective rankings, overlooked stories, and much more!

Furthermore, I hope that those of you living in the United States will exercise your greatest civic duty and power by voting next Tuesday, November 6.

As usual, I will end this State of the Season with a little extra, and as little as I like to push politics, this is important because we’ve got a problem here in America.

Making Mondays a little less Mondayish for all with words to educate, inspire, and try out my stand-up routine with.