As a proud and committed ignorer and abhorrer of most mass media and disseminators of such (televisions, smartphones and the like), in this year of 2025, my blindness has beautifully bloomed into bliss. Yet, despite not owning a TV, smartphone nor opting in with Facebook, Instagram, Twitch, X, et. al (Yes, I do have an email account and an outdated IPad that is several updates in arrears), I remain over-informed of the news of the world through my wee Samsung flip phone, still.
The vast majority of my peeps shake their heads when learning I still roll this way; some even offer to hook me up with a-more-up to date, 21st-century phone, complete with keypad, internet browser, mini television and the works. Despite all that generosity, I continue to reply, “Thanks, but no thanks.”
I am most comfortable with my brain being the cleverest device around and/or on my person, for good or ill. Besides, I know myself and my tendencies; so ‘tis best if I remain estranged from a source of 24/7 entertainment. This lesson was learned as a child through the magical hypnotism of Atari Space Invaders and Asteroids and, eventually, cable/satellite television.
YouTube is the media outlet the Mrs. and I do regularly enjoy at the crib, though. Since the daily/nightly network news broadcasts are so fulla destruction and doom, we prefer to receive our info via late-night talk shows, spliced with tremendous doses of humor and hosted by Jimmy Kimmel, Seth Myers and/or Steven Colbert. But since those programs are all property of major TV networks, they all lack a certain rizz and snap that cable-television productions, like The Daily Show can pull off. So, John Stewart, Desi Lydic, Josh Johnson, Jordan Klepper, Michael Kosta and the rest of the omni-talented cast of Comedy Central’s flagship news show bring us the truth from around the world and heat, episode after episode.
One of the many reasons I have chosen to refrain from social media all these years is due to a tremendous lack of truth found within the majority of its entirety. Matter of fact, it’s dishonesty that drives most of the bone-headed banter that fuels most of the rampant and ensuing rumor mills online. These modern-day bridge-and-knitting clubs discuss half-truths by the dozens and spin them into yarns the size of Yosemite National Park before spewing them out onto the interwebs. Round and round they go, and where they stop, only the Shadow knows fosho.
So, you may call my current view of life on this stone jaded, and you’d be partially correct, but I am also aware and ROFL. And I’ll take those three states of being over duped, dumb and crying any dang day of the week. Period.
And thanks to a coupla dear homies from way back, who are tight with informed-and-influential folks up on the Hill, I am continually kept abreast of the goings on within the Arkansas Razorback Athletic Department. My peeps have legit ties and sources directly involved with the program and almost always come correct with honest intel. Bottom line, I trust ‘em.
Coach Calipari and his covey of killer cagers are currently cruising along and playing some of their best ball to date. They out-dawged #16 Texas Tech over the weekend, pulling out a crucial, narrow dub over the team that sent them packing from last season’s NC2A March Madness. The game was nip-and-tuck for around 33 minutes, until the Red Raiders, who attempted to battle the Razorbacks with a mere six players, grew weary, wilted and stumbled their way to the finish line.
Former conference foes, the University of Houston Cougars, are right around the corner as the Hogs continue to take on all comers, big/small enroute to conference play in the mighty, mighty SEC.
HoHogsHo!