Deadwood: Adventures in American Addictions

     The year is 1876, the location is the Black Hills of what is now primarily South Dakota, the story is of a small yet steadily expanding mining camp on land that was promised the Sioux in what was the Ft. Laramie treaty. Once yellow—aka gold—was found in the hills all pretense of treaty... Continue Reading →


Reader Submission, Untitled

By, Russell Moss See contact and blog info below. I walked down a long corridor, high above New York. Looking out window, down on the people below, I feel that I am a king and that there is nothing wrong. They are as insignificant as I am. I walked into a room and sat down... Continue Reading →

Drugs and Guns and News, Oh My!

Check it out... Drugs and guns actually don't just jump into peoples hands. I'm afraid the notion of "the(se) people”, the few lunatics lost in such a pretentiously polite society (unless you are one of "those people" with a tail, antlers, or some other not-so-sapien characteristic) is troublesome to say the least. You are actually... Continue Reading →

On Poetry…

A poem offers nothing But an escape To ponder inquiries the of eternities Like time spent by the lake Though never to be answered It rears its ugly head: Why? Why a lake, why a poem, why a moon, why a sky Or why-OH WHY -must everything die The busy earth by the lake Appears... Continue Reading →


The lady on my TV speaks with excited strain pitch poised perfect pretention so shrill it pains my brain behind foundations of youth painted all over her face the rosy red shame conceal the years and erase any grace daft today, she explains mental health awareness holding back disdain so proud and in control she... Continue Reading →

Letter to the Editor 2.0. (With a new subtitle: This is gonna require a lot of repetition repetition.)

To local blogger Kym Kemp's site: Another friend was found dead last night. We met in 2013 while at rehab; part detox, part 12 step intro/ review, part fart party.  A salacious feeding frenzy, with some sleeping the day away while others read US Weekly (or master-bate furiously to its women's clothing ads). Some reading... Continue Reading →

Letter to the Editor

Letter to the Editor of the Times-Standard, Eureka, CA, in response to an open invitation for communal input concerning Humboldt’s Drug Problem Dearest Humboldt, Let’s stop punishing people in pain. Take the nickel and dime cop game out of the equation and address addiction as the medical issue it is, and the root causes as... Continue Reading →

From Low Pro to Trade Show

We used to buy through a third party for secrecy Now YouTube advertises grow lights suited just for my needs. A climate controlled light deprivation greenhouse houses several dozen strains I went to a trade show this weekend. My first Cannabis trade show. Well, I suppose technically I went to a Cannabis Cup, specifically The... Continue Reading →

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