Sacred Cows and Sleeping Dogs-A Cantankerous Manifesto
By: Ralph Carlson
It seems natural to start this blog with a bit of explanation. Cantankerous Old Coots does evoke an image but beyond that, what would encourage a reader to come back? Everybody probably has experience with a cantankerous old coot and most likely it was a family member – someone you couldn’t avoid and someone you didn’t seek out. In my life there was my grandfather and my father-in-law. Family events were always fun.
Sanity in a crazy world
The goal here at COC is to create a small corner of sanity in the craziness of our lives where it is safe to scream, point fingers and shout “That’s crazy!”. Here is a place where you can make hamburgers out of sacred cows and send sleeping dogs running frantically into the ongoing traffic. Here we can say that the Emperor has no clothes – and that he isn’t very well endowed to boot. So join in. Vent and enjoy the unbridled cantankerousness of saying what you really think for once. If the chips are falling, it won’t be here. Comment, offer to guest post and encourage the committed coots to free their hidden curmudgeon.