mission

prelude:

Smokin’ jokin’ learnin’ burnin’ smokin’ jokin’ learnin’ burnin’

Smokin’? I have never smoked any cigarettes nor any joints, so
joint in our title doesn’t refer to any grow-yer-own herbal cigarettes,
though I’m not opposed politically to the herb. I smoke tobacco. CIGARS!
Fewer than ONE per day on average. burnin’ smokin’

JOKIN’?  ME?  My favorite comedian is probably Dick Cheney

Burnin’ is like the Talking Heads hit of 1983  Burnin’ Down the House

the mission statement:

Some well trained journalists are out of work while pretenders
make it up as they go. I call bloggers pretenders, but then
sometimes working journalists are just pretenders.

Please don’t call me a blogger OR a journalist.
Call me a critic. A critic of life that gets lost
in the electronic blitz of INFORMATION.

The mission simply is Truth, Justice and the American way which
was a part of the announced introduction for the old 50s SUPERMAN
television series in the U.S. Way before your time, I hope.
I hope I am appealing to an audience much younger
than myself. YES indeed, the American way even
though we come to you all the way
from Shizuoka, Japan

audio-on-demand:

From Shizuoka, Japan but an American point of view: