As a retired 76 year old schoolteacher, trying to break into journalism or even being read is a challenge covered in humiliation. It's not as if I am a famous writer like Garrison Keillor with a long history of success, who is much wilier with words than I am. My motive for writing is just to keep going. He has readership. When I wake up, I feel I better write something. The Arizona Republic usually inspires me. Today it didn't, which is why I am writing this rubbish. Garrison Keillor boasts of his years of humiliation but deservedly has been wonderfully successful despite accusations of overstepping the mark, a mark which I have yet to find. By comparison I haven't started. Making money from doing something you love shouldn't feel like work. It should be hard. I am sure it is for all those journalists slaving over a hot computer. "What the hell will I write next?" or "Will my editor like what I write? Have I been paid this month?" I don't have to care because I never get paid. Hope keeps me writing. So they didn't publish yesterday's brilliant exposé of Woke culture or the piece about Camilla Bowles complaining about Biden farting. Ah well. Keep going. By 80 I should improve!