I'd forgotten I'd found an item over a year ago that I saved as a 'just in case I ever need to refer to it again,' and then forgot I had saved it. Typical.
When, not that long ago, the self-pitying little boy-men who prefer to call themselves incels started to make headlines, I struggled to remember why their behavior seemed so familiar to me.
And then last night I fell over my 'saved' treasure and I understood again just how sadly pathetic some of us guys really are.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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