Alas, America is awash with hypocrites these days. Let's count down to the worst of the bunch.
One last look at last year.
Time for a new year already.
Donald Trump is like the knuckleheads who used to stand on the corner, grabbing their genitals and talking about themselves.
Donald Trump may not be a bigot, but he damn sure plays one on TV.
Tom remembers his childhood friend, boxer Bobby Chacon
Untold hundreds of millions of people from Baby Boomers on down owe an appreciative nod to Phil Chess for the part that he and his brother Leonard played in laying the groundwork for what would become the soundtrack of their lives.
Lord knows that Hillary Clinton is driving Danehy crazy.
With Labor Day in the rear-view mirror, we're now in the stretch run of the political season and there are just so many questions that need to be answered.
Tom has a a dilemma ... or maybe it's a quandary. It could even be a predicament or a plight, something Donald Trump would call a "mental owie."
It's the middle of August, which means that, here in Tucson, it's the sweaty armpit of the entire year's calendar.
What is so freakin' hard about saying "Oops, sorry, I messed up?"