Richard Crowson Commentary

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This commentary originally aired on July 18, 2014.

It strikes me that among the ethereal mysteries of our planet, there are some that it would be deeply challenging to explain to a visitor from another world. Some of these pleasures are things like music, art and lightning bugs.

I ran over to the grocery yesterday in a panic. I’d been contemplating the Senate Republican health care bill.

I’m just going to borrow an old Hank Williams song here to celebrate how the 2017 Kansas Legislature converted our state with a good old-fashioned born-again experience!

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Sometimes it seems like Wichita sits inside of a giant pinball machine. A spring-loaded lever gets pulled and a big ol’ ball rolls around banging into this and into that. Except what it’s banging into are historic buildings, and as for the ball itself: It’s a wrecking ball.

Well, it’s not quite summertime, but it is Bummertime…

I stood damply beneath a wind-warped umbrella recently in my front yard, the temperature around 40 degrees, waiting for Lucy to find the perfect patch of grass.

What do you know – the president wants to cut Amtrak out of Kansas. So with apologies to Arlo Guthrie:

“When you’re a star, they let you do it. You can do anything.”

With those immortal words, our country’s “star” President-to-be famously bragged about how he liked to grab women. These days I find myself wishing he would be a little quicker about grabbing men.

There was a recent report on this station that indicated that some in the “prepper” community are getting bodacious with their underground shelters. They’ve got pools with water slides, bowling alleys and high-end appliances down there. They’re paying millions for these things.

Come gather 'round people, help me understand
What seems to be happening all over this land
What was wrong is now right, what was foul is now grand
Is it me or have we all gone crazy
When crooks are commended by the one in command
The times they are a-freaking me out

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