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Recently, several formerly colonized nations have renewed calls for reparations from their colonizers, who plundered resources and thrived on the backs of enslaved and indigenous peoples. It’s a parasitic history that stretches back to “Hey, stop acting superior and get out of our cave.”

Have you ever noticed that nobody writes books or makes movies about good people doing good things? Saints. Humanitarians. Pacifists. And so on. Do you remember ever reading, “The Quintessential Mother Teresa – Uncensored”?

Every year around this time I start to feel really bad and I’m never sure why.

It’s in the air. Can you feel it? Something’s coming. Something big. Yes, it’s the end of the world.

Remember when pain and ailment treatments were just Bufferin, Ludens, Geritol, and maybe a bowl of soup? None of these embarrassed you if they were spotted around the house by visitors.

We have just adopted a new robot vacuum cleaner. The frisky little cakepan-shaped stud has taken me into the dazzling era of our technological future. It works soldierly and quietly, like an English butler.