We Used to Hang Horse Thieves. Now We Bill Them by the Hour.
Once upon a time, justice was swift. A horse thief caught with the horse? A gunman seen by the whole bar? The verdict wasn’t a two-season Netflix drama — it was a rope and a tree by sundown. Today, justice isn’t about truth; it’s about lawyers billing hours, juries awarding millions for potholes, and semantics drowning common sense.
Hurricanes, HOAs, and the Luxury of Whining
HOAs, hurricanes, and the endless whining of a society too comfortable to remember what real problems look like. Maybe we need a storm to shake us out of our petty bullshit.
Fuck You, AARP
AARP wants me to believe that turning 50 makes me feeble, clueless, and ripe for scammers. Funny, because I was coding HTML and downloading porn on dial-up while their interns were still eating glue.
The Rise of the Keyboard Cowboy
Everyone’s a developer now—at least until their DIY automation collapses in a flaming heap. This post takes aim at the rise of the keyboard cowboy: the office renegade who skips IT and rides straight to leadership with half-baked ideas, leaving us to clean up the mess.
Bills, Bulbs, and Bewilderment
Ever try to buy a light bulb and get four separate bills weeks apart? No? Then why the hell do we accept that from our healthcare system? A sarcastic look at modern medical billing, with light bulbs, lawsuits, and a whole lot of exasperation.