Category: Bill Shea
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Why I (temporarily) joined the Un-Athletic
Detroit Metro Times, the city’s venerable alt-weekly, asked me to fill in this month while their regular columnist is away on assignment. This is my first column for Metro Times, published earlier this week.
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Midlife Crisis Actor’s Studio: My favorite pathetic fictional men
For better or worse, and probably mostly worse, I’ve always been drawn to fictious characters who can best and most charitably be described as antiheroes.
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America is a dog eating its own vomit
“This may be the year when we finally come face to face with ourselves; finally just lay back and say it – that we are really just a nation of 220 million used car salesman with all the money we need to buy guns, and no qualms at all about killing anybody else in the…
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Burn the bridges, burn the boats
I turned my back on corporate mainstream journalism because fascists deserve to be called fascists
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Your Man In Havana
HAVANA – It’s important to know from the start that I deeply dislike flying. Many years ago – in “the 1900s” as the vile callow youth of today like to say – I was aboard a Navy airliner (not unlike a Delta or Southwest jet, very civilian rather than military), and we ran low on…
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A Pirate Looks Aghast At Fifty
The title of this piece is appropriated from a Jimmy Buffett album and song released in 1974 – fifty years ago. Which also was when I was born.
Unpaid Bills 