Dennis E. Powell's View from Mudsock Heights

Dennis E. Powell is crackpot-at-large at Open for Business. Powell was a reporter in New York and elsewhere before moving to Ohio, where he has (mostly) recovered. You can reach him at dep@drippingwithirony.com.

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Royko Gets His Wish

By Dennis E. Powell | Nov 06, 2024 at 9:46 PM

If you look around or listen, you’ll hear the newly minted cliché that the Democratic Party is now engaged in soul searching after it got hammered yesterday, top to bottom, by voters who did not like what it was selling.

But It Won't Be Over

By Dennis E. Powell | Oct 30, 2024 at 10:10 PM

If all goes well, we’ll awaken a week from today to the ghastly thought that we’ll be listening to that voice for the next four years. I say if all goes well, because if the election is as close as the predictors say it will be — sooner or later, just by chance, they will be right — this thing could drag on for months, or it could result in instant rioting. I say that voice because no one who should be allowed to run free can stand the sound of either of the presidential candidates.

And That's the Way It Is?

By Dennis E. Powell | Oct 23, 2024 at 11:11 PM

There was a time, longer ago than most of us who remember it would like to admit, when most people in the country could identify the three national television news anchors. Well, except for ABC; at the time it seemed as if ABC could not identify its own anchor.

Gods and Demons and Yokai, Oh My!

By Dennis E. Powell | Oct 16, 2024 at 11:40 PM

Halloween approaches. Children who persuaded their parents to buy them costumes right when they appeared in stores have had time to outgrow them. If candy was purchased at that time it has been consumed or gone bad. Evenings are beginning to get a crispness suggesting summer might be going if it’s not quite gone.

The Recipe for Private TV

By Dennis E. Powell | Oct 10, 2024 at 11:30 PM

So it’s been, what, six months since I concocted my homemade television sets. Since then I’ve missed nothing that I would have liked to watch, and have watched much that was not available via the usual, um, channels. And I have maintained my privacy.

The Power of Clack

By Dennis E. Powell | Oct 02, 2024 at 10:52 PM

Every muscle was tight and trembling, like a thoroughbred in the starting gate, steaming and snorting and eager to unleash its immense pent-up power.

No Need to Buy a New Computer

By Dennis E. Powell | Sep 25, 2024 at 10:20 PM

A few weeks ago I mentioned my intention to switch from the now-sketchy Ubuntu distribution of Linux, which I’ve used for 20 years, to the uber-reliable Debian. This was in lieu of buying a new machine. Well, actually, the parts to build a new machine; the last time I ran a store-bought computer was in the previous millennium.

Blame Bill!

By Dennis E. Powell | Sep 18, 2024 at 11:35 PM

There was a time, children, when a presidential election involved a choice between serious people who offered plans, policy proposals, and philosophies.

Weapons of War

By Dennis E. Powell | Sep 18, 2024 at 9:00 PM

There is good cause for me to eye outdoor power tools with suspicion and fear. As I’ve mentioned elsewhere, my first battle with a lawnmower ended in my defeat. (No, that’s not a pun — my left foot was sewn back together and remains an important part of me to this day.)

Getting Debianized

By Dennis E. Powell | Sep 04, 2024 at 9:28 PM

The time has come. The inevitable can be postponed no more. I’m switching my desktop computer to Debian Linux. I should have embraced Debian from the beginning. Please allow me to offer my excuse for not having done so 26 years ago.

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