Category: Opinion

A short story by Jack Mint He was a little nervous being called into the boss’s office. The sound of closing that door into her realm always sounded louder than all other doors. He smoothed the tie on his chest while she sorted through papers on her desk. Finally, she looked up. He leaned back when she leaned forward with her intrusive, almost offensive nose. The boss’s bright blue eyes, however, were inviting and earnest in merriment. Her smile was something of both. “Your work was very impressive when you first arrived. Imaginative, ingenious, though a little on the reckless…

Dear Editor, We are excited to start a new Chapter in Mohave County that has been approved by Arizona and the national Chapters of the Republican National Hispanic Assembly for creation. The RNHA was founded in 1967 and has had a long and distinguished history. Everyone is cordially invited to join (Hispanic and non-Hispanic). This is the first Chapter in Mohave County to be started. The first meeting is an organizational meeting to have quorum and elect officers for a brighter and coherent defense against the socialist agenda of the left. Our first meeting is tomorrow, Saturday, Feb. 1 at…

The once proud party of the working man has become a horrid travesty of an organization that once stood for solid, proud American values. It was, back then, representative of the deep seated desire of ordinary citizens to improve their personal lives and their personal financial position. These goals, they achieved by dint of hard work and dedication to the prospect of raising healthy, educated kids in safe, clean neighborhoods, in homes of their own. The “common man” was then represented by truly dedicated public servants who actually cared about their constituents more than they did their own fortunes. It…

A Short Story by Jack Mint The lights of the side-by-side bumped up and down on the desert road. A little of my ninth beer spilled on my shirt on a jagged section of road connecting my house to Rick’s bachelor pad way out in the boonies. Interstate Forty trucks rumbled by and passed under the gleam of the Love’s Truckstop. It was well past one in the morning when the wife called and wanted cigarettes before she ran out. I told Rick it was a “wife wants” excuse to bow out of the abysmal dart game I was losing….

Dear Editor, I was at Walgreens with a buddy and something happened. I was wearing my Trump hat and a campaign button about veterans. I’d gotten my prescription and was walking back. There was a line waiting. A young politically correct ‘clone girl’, 20- something was offended by my hat. All the rest, older people, smiled at me. I guess I’m a minority, after all America. Sixty-seven percent of you think it would be all right to have a Socialist president! I guess you want all of your freedoms taken away, another communist country. Secret police, political officers, telling you…

Dear Editor, For many, many years the mental image of an ostrich with its head buried in the sand has illustrated the mindset of people who flatly refuse to look at any uncomfortable reality. Their thinking seems to be that “If I can’t see it, it can’t be happening”. I recently had a conversation with a sweet lady who told me she didn’t want to even think about a particular upcoming reality. She said very forcefully “I don’t want to think about it”. She got more than a bit miffed at me when I told her that whether she liked…