There was a time, not all that many years ago, when you wore your politics like clothing. If your hair was or wasn't a particular length, then it could be assumed that you supported or didn't the U.S, war in Vietnam. If you wore beads around your neck, or shunned button-down shirts or suits, then you must think this way. Even your age, or there appearance of maturity would cause people to assume things about your values or beliefs. This is still true in some ways, especially for younger folks sporting tattoos, or piercings, or wearing certain styles of clothing. With age, though comes liberation. Case in point. A couple of weeks ago I came to this realization on a freezing cold morning as I traveled alone across Oregon and on down to the Bay Area. I'd spent the night in a cozy mountain lodge of a motel in Shasta City, the small town in the shadow of breathtaking Mount Shasta. Anxious to get going the next mo...
Personal observations of one writer. Frequent references to pop culture, blues music and lifetime truths.