Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Asked AI to look at this blog . . .

 

I asked AI (Microshaft's 'Copilot') to look at this blog and describe it. Here's what it said: 

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Yes — I found and can read public entries from Rossiferous, including posts like“Trolling for votes”,“The Snake story”,“Parking Saga”, and“Learning from mistakes”.
 
My read on your style:
  • Conversational first-person storytelling — you write like you’re telling the story across a desk, not delivering an essay.
  • Dry, slightly mischievous humor — the punchlines usually arrive deadpan, often after a straight setup.
  • Local color and concrete details — Salem, Roanoke, Monmouth, old radio/TV work, courthouse-lawyer life, parking lots, fairs, and small-town institutions all give the pieces a lived-in feel.
  • Parenthetical asides are part of the voice — “go figure,” “which it was,” “that’s another story,” “honest (?) job,” etc. They make the narrator sound present in the room.
  • Plain language with occasional sharp turns — you avoid lawyerly stiffness except when the legal context matters, then you use it for weight or irony.
  • Anecdote first, point second — the moral usually sneaks up at the end rather than being announced at the beginning.
  • Irreverent but humane — even when the tone is cranky, the underlying concern is often dignity, fairness, common sense, or protecting vulnerable people.
  • Rhythm: setup → memory lane → complication → perfectly timed kicker — especially in pieces like“Parking Saga” and“Trolling for votes”.
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Saturday, May 30, 2026

Trolling for votes

 
Salem VA has an annual fair for 10 days around the 4th of July each year. It’s a ‘free gate’ (no charge to get in, just to ride and/or play games). I haven’t been to it for a few years – those attending remind me of a ‘people of Walmart’ convention. But the invitation is open . . .

Years and years ago, as a local committee chair, I was tasked with walking with one of our US Senators (re-election season) who first gained fame for his choice of father-in-law. around the fair. The Senator looked like a Marine in civilian clothes (which he was) – gleaming white shirt, etc. So as we were going around he’d walk up to people, greet them, introduce himself, usual politico stuff as he was looking for votes that November. About half-way through my Rossiferous-ness came through loud and clear: “Senator, I’ve got a question; How many of the folks you’ve shaken hands with do you think have had their rights restored??” The look on his face was priceless.

For some reason I was never asked to accompany anyone again.