Musings on Cultural Behavior, How That Behavior is Formed, How it Is Ingrained and Reinforced, and How People Can Change One of the explanations for why football only exists in America — despite numerous attempts for it to gain a foothold elsewhere — and why thinking people would still continue…

“Surfing only looks like a sport. To initiates, it is something else: A beautiful addiction, a demanding course of study, a morally dangerous pastime, a way of life.” One might ask why someone would take up something like surfing well into their thirties, when it wasn’t like anything else they’d…

The outsider plays along; Moving through each day, But never belonging. He never bought in. Reluctant return, Many times now. Full of so much irony. All things happen for a reason. Or do they? A hiatus, A way station on the way to something else. Winding the days away, Watching…

The NFL’s Refusal to Honor the Terms of the Settlement It Made with Former Players The National Football League is not some publicly owned or operated organization. It is not even controlled by the commissioner. It is owned, operated, and controlled by the thirty-two people who own the teams, the…

Chapter One Saturday morning at 0830, Jack Armstrong pulled the Jeep Wrangler into the designated parking spot next to the dive bar owned by his friend. The vehicle was a vanity item really; he had never owned a jeep before; preferring to be more practical and frugal, his wife and…

“If I have to tell you one more time to get in the truck, you’re gonna be grounded!” McKinley Buxton III — better known to his good friends as “Mac” — promised his oldest son McKinley Buxton IV, who for some reason went by the nickname Trev. Trev — who…

A City, a Coast, Mythology, Reality, and the Vast Differences Between Them Part 1: The Lead-Up The call came out of the blue in the middle of the week from a longtime friend and fellow military officer. I was standing at my desk in my apartment in a building in…

Great Plains State University and the characters in this story are fictional, although they could be any university and fans in the country. Cletus Johnson and Darrel Wilson were Great Plains University football fans. Big time. They loved ’em some Bison, which was the school’s mascot. They’d been Bison fans…

He got up early to write. That was the best time to write because his mind was fresh and clear. It was his favorite time of the day. It was, he thought, the best part of the day. His late father was right. Come to think of it, he had…