MSWhitacre's blog

Okay people, get ready because you're going to hear a non-voter complain. This is something that I can't help. It's been floating in my mind, nagging my brain, and just causes me to question the level of intellect a human being can actually achieve. What I'm talking about is this term "Bush Era".  Read More »

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It has frequently come to my attention, when reading and listening to the many theoretical discourses and teachings upon art and culture that race is a thing that is almost always ignored to the typical White-American/ European. What is frequently talked about is sex/ gender roles and politics, but race is avoided like the Black Plague (no pun intended). Why is this? Could be fear?  Read More »

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A Burial for Our Mouths, a work of fiction written by Mike Whitacre

The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice. -Mark Twain  Read More »

How cold this world became.

             The feet are numb already.

 Snow fell twice today,

             But has yet to fall thrice.

Who is it walking in the snow?

             Flakes pierce not the dark hood.

People talk of this wondering stranger,  Read More »

Ever hear about someone complaining about complaining?  Well I'm doing it right now.  There is too much complaining these days, and not enough trying to cope with life.  Wow, I sounded very hypocritical right now, didn't I?  Here's another contradiction, I think people, no matter what, have a right to complain about something, but this shouldn't be the over all focus.  Read More »

What is reality?  Read More »