Tomb of the Unknown


In the future, maybe twenty or thirty years from now, a school bus will stop and unload at a monument park from the past. A tour guide will lecture them as they walk in single file. The guide will recall the colorful past stories of each monument and provide an interactive lesson. The students will ask questions to clear up any myths or misconceptions of what they might have heard. Near the tour’s end one of the students will point and ask “What it that little old monument over there?”

The tour guide will lead them over to it and explain.

“This is a tomb. Anyone know what a tomb is?”

“A grave of sorts.” One student will offer.


“But whose?”

“This is the tomb of the unknown caller.”

“What’s that?”

“A long time ago when we still used devices to communicate and they became portable, we started getting contacts from strangers we didn’t know or want to talk with.”

“I’ve heard of them. They were called phones.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“But why were doing that? It seems so weird.”

“They were selling things.”

“On these devices?”

“Every day. Most people hated them and tried to stop them. They passed laws and for a while they slowed down. Then they were doing this several times a day. A few years went by and they took over the phones. Day and night, they never quit calling. Finally one day they were outlawed totally but they kept doing it. A militia was formed and they were hunted down and killed. It took years but finally they were all wiped out. This was the last one found.”

“Do they have a name?

No, they had their name stripped away and are just known as the ‘Unknown Caller.’


Nutz N Revolts


live Gambinos who are childish

dead Americans who make a wish

Russian trolls infecting Twitter

MAGA mouths spewing glitter

what became of listening ears?

God, what happened to Britney Spears?

guns in the classroom

leading us to impending doom

Dick and Spiro here once again

caring only for the color of skin

music heartbeats fading away

Otis Redding down by the bay

the myth of money and loss of love

minds no smarter than a baseball glove

hate must be taught and drilled hard

love must be exchanged said the Bard

this is America Glover said

sad but true a road of the dead

18th Amendment


amendments! amendments! amendments! lots of yelling about amendments these days

some folks say they can yell and insult anyone anything or whatever they please and not get the shit kicked out of them

some folks want to shoot guns all the time, point their guns and kill the bad guy de jour

everybody get guns! they scream and when they do they are mad when someone shoots them

we Uncle Sam folks have had amendments for a long while-some good- some not so good, it depends who you are

we had one called the Eighteenth

it sucked

it said no beer, whiskey, gin, vodka or even moon shine

people drank more

poor men got rich

people got shot and yelled

finally we folks of our dear Uncle Sam said enough

this is stupid

we changed it for our own good


the end