I am not often at a loss for words, but I can find none that sufficiently convey the outrage I feel over this latest murderous assault on the West. Wait. Perhaps there are: Je suis Charlie: aujourd’hui, demain et toujours. Vive la France! Copyright 2014 Vic Socotra www.vicsocotra.com Twitter: @jayare303

I wrote this early, so I could recall the imagery. I am glad I did, since the news of the massacre in Paris drove everything out of my mind as I researched frantically to attempt to understand what happened, and why. I did a nice little piece on it, but I think I am going […]

I had been thinking about a road trip to clear my brain in the New Year- the trip back up from the Farm was delightful yesterday, and I like an open road with my Ray-Ban Wayfarers on and a grin on my face. Not today, though, and maybe not tomorrow, either. The timing of this […]

OK- sorry- it was clearly freaking interference and the stupid Cowboys should not have got a break from the stupid ref and the Lions should have won the game and gone on to meet the Packers next week. OK- that is off my chest and I can get on with life. It is sunny and […]

It is a gray day down at the farm, and it was a splendid morning to sleep in, once the matter of the bedside lamp disintegrating in the night was resolved to my satisfaction. Funny how seemingly solid things can just fall apart, isn’t it? On the way down, I stopped at the Nation’s Gun […]

(In the painting, God’s Own Gentleman, Patrick Griffin is shown with his commander, Colonel Randal McGavock, holding the “Sons of Erin” flag during the Battle of Raymond. Courtesy of Jerry McWilliams, SouthernCedarsGallery.com). There is a reason I am going back through the files- I will get to that, presently, but I am looking for the […]

I got off the Metro at Farragut West, and popped out on the street. The Square was nowhere to be seen- did I normally get off at McPherson Square? Disoriented, I made a furtive start to what I thought was the North, then stopped. The Army-Navy Club should be to the east, I thought, and […]

“Eat poor that day, eat rich the rest of the year. Rice for riches and black-eyed peas for peace.” – Southern motto on eating a dish of Hoppin’ John on New Year’s Day. It is the day after New Years Eve. I had a strategy to deal with it. I went out to Fairfax to […]

I saw a clever piece this morning- no, it wasn’t on Brietbart, hahaha- that quite captivated me. It re-cast the year we are about to discard as wild “black swan’ predictions, taking the reality we have come to accept as being just as crazy as it actually was. Charlie Manson getting married? China’s actions in […]

Actually, there are four, but it gets complicated and multi-generational. My pal Mike is driving this morning, and I hope he is safe, and the delivery of his daughter to the major Jet Port is accomplished without untoward incident. He is not the subject of any movies that I am aware of, though the elements […]