Did you spend time with your father?

I wish I could have,  but mine has been dead quite some time.   I still miss him.   Too many children don’t even know who their father is.  I was lucky,  because I had mine for decades to enjoy and watch and learn from.

He would never have thought playing golf all day was a fitting way to spend Father’s Day,  unlike  His Oneness.   Nor would my mother have posted  the flashback  Our Lady of Perpetual Dissatisfaction did.

Silvio Canto, Jr. has a  much better  take on fatherhood.   So  does  Patrice Lewis.   I pray you do as well.

 

 

 

Father’s Day…

This is  the pablum His Oneness delivered as his Father’s Day speech.   He isn’t even phoning it in any more,  but sending it by carrier pigeon,  bespattered with the detritus of dead ideas and exhausted ideology.

 

 

 

Barack the father…

Should I applaud His Oneness  for writing  this piece yesterday about the importance of fathers?   I suppose so,  but the style is puerile,  and it’s all about him.

But I can’t read it without remembering that Obama didn’t want his daughters  “punished with a baby”  if  they made  a mistake.