What type of American am I?

  Well, I was born in the United States and so I have an American passport.  But sometimes I feel like that's where it ends.  I didn't vote for the man the Americans put into the White House and will never consider him to be anything more than the same thief who I read about... Continue Reading →

What did I know?

I know there was a point in my life when I thought every man came with a black Cadillac with a gold emblem and a wad of cash in his pocket.  Gold jewelry was common place for me (Rolex watches, pinky rings, gold chains) as were expensive houses and cars and nightclubs with private VIP... Continue Reading →

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