HeyJaredAmerican Lit
American Lit departs from Cold War HR R&D, and meanders in and out of coastal defense systems, more past than present. American Lit is a prankster photon influenced publication, drafted by an imperfect human.
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- Sep 30, 2026
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Define the Mission (opens the original)
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Subscribe now We are never too expert to get hurt, too well practiced or protected not to be outplayed, cheated, scared shitless, or beaten. A burn is a burn, pain is pain, and suffering is suffering. As a professional, I can say easily trust is a low percentage game, and whatever might trigger you that is shared will be delivered when you are least prepared. All players get played. I have felt the burn, the pain, and have suffered, yet also recovered,
Loose Lips Sync Ships (opens the original)
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“Cheerful Service” and Naval Dentistry, no longer trigger me. I feel for all trafficked humans. I am not a republican. I have never been a republican. My parents were republicans. Neither ate the state lunch, nor survived on food stamps. Both were rich kids, raised on Bogart, Casa Blanca, rye and cigarettes. I was not. I watched. I was not watched. Sit down and shut up. Because we told you so. No, you can’t go. I feel for trafficked humans and migrants. I understand why the mansion was built out
To Survive This (opens the original)
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Victory will not be had in the factory. History teaches us that having the skills necessary to forage successfully, adapt quickly, and organize effectively are what got our genes to this day. During decades of parttime study, I was tasked to do research. During the day I captured observations via instruments, notes, test samples, and interviews. I wrote a paper I titled “Forgetting to Remember to Forget” for which I did months of this. Tens of millions have died due to famine. Much of that starv
Finding the Bottom (opens the original)
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Maybe I should adopt the pen name Half Twain. I never needed that much bottom unless I was sailing the sanderling, which I ran aground more than once skippering. Tom Hoefling quotes Sam Clemens, the two fathom guy, for those who measure things. Littoral as I see it, means where the light hitting the bottom is enough to grow stuff. Two fathoms are, by all definitions, always still shallow enough to be considered littoral. Jargon is jargon, and I am always struggling with entendre, puns, multiple
Highwater Was Not Hell (opens the original)
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Take Me to the River, was the first Talking Head’s cover that I remember. I often credit Stop Making Sense as a critical element of the mix that got me through decades of Manchurian operating. I grew up with highwater. Over your knee-high boots water, freezing cold in winter. I look out my window and see the fairway is a pond. Last night, in the middle of the storm, I walked to the back of the house with the deck lights still on. There was a young raccoon, dangling from the plant stand, eating o
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