The Sunday Snewz Issue No. 1
January 1, 2023: What better way to help you do less in 2023 than to send you more to read?
The good news is, you don’t have to read if you choose not to, thanks to the slick new voiceover feature! (In case you missed it, it’s at the top of the page.) You can now listen to the sweet sounds of yours truly as you sip your Sunday morning coffee - you’re welcome. For those of you willing to admit in public that you don’t like to read, I heard you.
I also sent out a poll to my readers and followers on social media asking why in the world you choose to read my stuff. The top 3 responses were as follows:
I make you think.
My satire.
I inspire you.
I have to admit, reading these responses made my head grow a few centimeters in circumference. These are exactly the things I set out to do with my writing. But, the satire doesn’t always fit well into my in-depth articles. I also suffer from what some people would call, “monkey brain” and I have a need to get things out there quickly. A lot of crazy ideas uninvitedly pop into this head of mine, as I go about my daily business and I need an outlet for them. Things that are worth sharing but not worthy of an entire essay. I could attempt to tame my monkey but I’m afraid that would leave me feeling like I ate Mexican food on a first date - ready to explode. Instead, I created The Sunday SNewz!
I miss the days of reading the paper. The feel of cheap, ink soaked pulp between my fingers. Trying to fully open the flimsy, unmanageable flop so I could see who got arrested or died over the weekend. Folding it up, no where near its original lines and creases and then leaving it on the counter for the next victim to get inky smudges on their starched white work shirt. Oh how I miss those days. I can’t quite figure out why newspapers are a sinking ship?
Other than maybe they’re now owned by corporate ideologues who don’t seem to think we are smart enough to think for ourselves. They’ve decided us peons aren’t equipped with brains bigger than a tadpole, so we are much better off with them deciding what we should and should not hear. Twenty-something journalists know better than us, so surely it makes sense for them to create a storyline for us to follow. We don’t need facts, that would just confuse us. They’ll tell us how to think instead.
Given all of this, I figured it was my duty to be part of the solution. The Sunday Snewz is my answer for those, who like me, enjoyed thumbing through the various sections of the Sunday paper. A quick glance around the public records for any familiar names. A peek at the Arts & Culture section to see how I could further civilize myself. And a few minutes dedicated to politics, national stories, the sports & entertainment section or possibly money or health.
I will cover a little bit of each of these areas, with the added bonus of no annoying editor to tell me what I can and cannot say. You can expect The Sunday Snewz to be accurate, unpolished, opinionated and occasionally offensive - just like me.
My mission for the year 2023 is to do less of which makes me less of a person. Less complaining, less being angry, less wasting time reading things that are a waste of time. Less self censoring, less people pleasing, less lying, less eating crappy food, less spending time with people I don’t like and over all, less wasting time and energy on doing things I don’t want to do.
I hope The Sunday Snewz brings you more of what you want and keeps you from wasting your time reading things that make you less of who you are too.
Cheers to a year of doing less!
As I sat down to do my prayers and mediation this morning, I heard a faint, sizzling sort of sound. What in the world? This time of the morning there is nothing but silence, which is why I treasure it. Trying to figure out where the sound was coming from, I could swear it was coming from my cappuccino setting on the coffee table table in front of me. I picked it up, to bring it close to my ear, as one might do with their coffee, and I could see the fluffy white crema doing a delicate sort of dance. Why does my coffee sound like I just dropped two Alka-Seltzer in the cup? And then I remembered. Just yesterday I did the cleaning cycle on my espresso machine. I had diligently YouTubed how to put the little chemical tablet in the espresso basket, fill the tank to the max and run a thorough cleaning cycle. I have to admit, while I was doing this, the thought did cross my mind, “this doesn’t seem like it would be very healthy. How can I be sure the residual chemicals aren’t lingering around when I make my next cup?” The effervescent sounds streaming from my cup this morning confirmed my suspicions.
We are oblivious to the amount of toxins around us that are harming our health. We slather chemical compounds all over our skin (our biggest organ I might add), in the pursuit of adding moisture. Our toothpaste contains fluoride and other agents to give us a sparkling white smile. No fault in not wanting to look British. We dip our fingers and toes in harsh chemicals to a match each holiday season and worst of all, we store our cleaning products under the sink, in our kitchens - exactly where we prepare our food.
As I looked down at my cappuccino, whose froth had now been reduced to a few bubbles gasping for air on top of the dark rich brown below, I thought to myself - well, here’s one place I can start doing less.
I’ll expose myself to less chemicals and I will start by not drinking this coffee .
Sayer Ji, over at GreenMedInfo.com is a great resource for more natural living. Although he can be a bit dodgy and extreme, he has a wealth of valuable information.
On the political front, it’s easy to identify what I can have less of this year - any hope in political improvements.
As I follow along the Twitter Files reporting by Matt Taibbi, I’m finding there is something far more alarming than Hunter Biden getting a foot-job by his niece. It is becoming more and more evident that federal law enforcement agencies asserted control over all media distribution. Something one would expect in places like, let’s say, Communist China, not the United States of America. Get over the ideas that stories like this are about left versus right. This is something every single American needs to know.
For any of you who are still buying into the nonsense that this is a cherry-picking story, or anyone for that matter, who wants a reliable source of unbiased reporting on political issues, Matt Taibbi is your guy. As a life long democrat and self proclaimed liberal, he is a far cry from the right-wing falsifier the left is accusing him of being. He is one of the only remaining investigative reporters we can trust. Plus, his humility and pleasant demeanor make him a joy to listen to.
On the other side of the insidious aisle, Donald Trump thought his best political strategy for showing Americans just how relatable he is, was to release NFT trading cards. How hip. I don’t know what is more terrifying - that he thought this was a good look, or that he sold $3.5 million dollars worth in one day.
We’re fucked.
Towards the end of 2022, I started playing around with writing poetry. Nothing serious. Was just feeling a bit nostalgic about my childhood, while working on my book that will be released later this year, and recalling the days I spent listening to Rick Springfield and writing poems about broken hearts and lost love. I decided I might have something more important to write about now - or maybe not. You decide.
Here is something I wrote after being awakened at dawn, by a rooster outside my hotel window in Maui. I had a decision to make. Would I allow this obnoxious, early morning intrusion to ruin my morning?
Crazy cocks demand you hear
their screeches above all are clear.
Wake up, wake up, the time is ours
above the chirps, breeze and ocean roars.
Will you focus on us? The noise and clatter?
Or tune us out for a more peaceful matter.
If something a bit more sophisticated suits you, I would recommend The Smile by William Blake.
As we start a new year, we are often tempted to add more to our already overwhelmed lives. Resist this temptation. Everything we need is already right there inside of us. We are just buried under all the things we do that make us less of who we are. This year, join me in doing less of the things that keep us from being all that we can be.
Happy New Year!
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. We are just buried under all the things we do that make us less of who we are. This year, join me in doing less of the things that keep us from being all that we can be.
Love this line as my word is alignment as I feel like it’s everything if I want to be 100percent me and when the energy is aligned I know I’m right where I’m supposed to be .
I have always had joy watching you grow and the fact we have different politics doesn’t bother me when with others it does . There has jaut always been something that has kept me loving you girl !!
Keep being unapologetically you !
My 2023 mantra - Do less or none of the things that keep me from all that I can be.
Do more of reaching out to people that matter to me & I want to keep in my life.