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If you believe in education, then the Cwyane Farm House School is not for you. The petty, pseudo country club, private academy is approaching its demise in American culture. But then again, that's what Democratic Evolution is all about As you read, you will see: "The cars lined up outside the farm sized school house. The Beemers and Mercedes stretched the acreage and roadway until they reached the busy street running through this burgeoning suburban sprawl. Escalades and Volvos littered the landscape but only for show. They were leases. Such is the life of the social and wealthy wannabes....

It opened like that hole that Wilbert ran through that changed everything. And as it busted wide open, it had a Golden Ticket inside. And every year, year in and year out, when it came in the mail, like a shot of Jack, that warm rush came over me and tingled down to my toes. It was Ticket Day. Eagles Season Ticket Day. And that day in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania is a well observed holiday. It was my first Philadelphia Eagles Season Ticket Day. And there have been 40 of these wonderful moments that have helped to blot out the pain that goes with them. And I've loved every minute. Brotherly...

The TRUMP National Doral Golf Club looked like a postcard from your Aunt who fled to Florida for the sunshine and bugs as the thief came through her front window. "IT'S CALLED THE TRUMP DORAL NATIONAL GOLF CLUB, YOU F--KING IDIOT ..... YOU'RE FIRED " yelled that voice that killed a thousand checking accounts. The poor man in long sleeves, long khaki pants and a hat fit for a bee keeper just smiled. The voice from Hell continued, "YOU, YOU, YOU F--KING WETBACK GET THE FUCK OFF THIS GOLF COURSE " The man in overalls just kept smiling. The entourage surrounding the great fire breather was in...

Politics is a game of liars, whore and thieves. Downtown, it's a little bit worse. This fiction book about South Philadelphia Politics and The City of Philadelphia Politics is funny, even hilarious, may make you cry, and maybe, take a bath after reading it. This fictitious tale takes you down the alleys of "Downtown" Politics in a way that Ben Franklin warned you about centuries ago. Not for nuth'in...you were warned