
Too Many Darn Buttons (A Delightful Rant)
We live in a world of excessive polarity. A raging deficit parallels an omnipotent upper class. Prodigious mountain ranges of garbage and toxic waste remotely supervise vanquished forests. Cavalcades of tourists flock to my hometown during the summer and drive 12 miles an hour while snaking repeatedly across the double-yellow in an attempt to spot a moose, yet the place rivals The...