War of the Chicago Cabbies

So, I was on the way back to the hotel from the Chicago office today and I got to talking with the cabbie, who was from Nigeria. We were discussing the finer points of life and digressed into talk of what languages he spoke. He spoke a little Spanish and a few words in French, [...]

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Crack on Crosby

Crosby street is a strange place to live. It will be quite for weeks, then chaos for a couple of hours. A couple of years ago, when I first bought my house on Crosby, I was struggling to fix it up. I was painting, patching, sanding floors, etc and I was starting to get tired [...]

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Immigration

I think my feelings on illegal immigration have at last reached critical mass. Arizona’s new social travesty masquerading as a Law is akin to punching Lady Liberty in the bread box. I am ashamed to share a nationality with these people. No illegal immigrants are taking jobs from “us”. There is no “us” and “them”. [...]

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