Tag Archives: Robert E. Petras


He once thought Enron had stripped him of everything he owned, that was until the prostate cancer hit him, robbing him of what little remained, including his manhood, leaving him with only his name, which I, in my selfish fear, … Continue reading

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Beauty In Zeroes

In the click of a mouse, I was unfriended just because we did not see inner eye to inner eye— erased, extinguished, zeroed with a good new-fashioned electronic ass-kicking, reminding me of a young woman I once knew, who said … Continue reading

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