FEATURED COLUMN: THE GUMSHOE
Iron City Cement Mix
It was one of those sticky humid hot days during one of gumshoe’s teenage summers as I watched my father, Dominic Daniel Pitocco, pour...
Sleeping Beauty Noir
She lay there naked in the supine position. Her long naturally blond hair was still wet and curled down at her shoulders due to...
The Worst Day of Your Life
Hello, once again my gentle readers. This past Holy Week prior to Easter got good old Gumshoe thinking about life in general. Definitely, a...
Statu Via to Status Finales -Ars Morendi
Okay, gentle readers, you folks may collectively ask Gumshoe, “What’s with all of these cryptic phrases in this title? Secondly, do we need the...
How About the ONE Picture?
Gumshoe was thoroughly disgusted with the abject ignorance (hopefully not willful) of the “Honorable” Ketanji Brown Jackson during her recent senate vetting for the...
People Without Knees
Gumshoe once read that the Devil does not have knees simply because he refused to kneel down before God. Obviously, this was a matter...
“Bis Mortis, Semel Sepultus.”
“Twice died, but buried only once,” this inscription translated from Latin to English is on the tomb of Duns Scotus, AKA, John Dun Scotus,...
Darth Vader Meets Spiderman
Darth Vader’s lightsaber was awfully bright. It illuminated the faces of the nearby storm troopers who were all crouched down in the darkness of...
My Bildungsroman
Gumshoe surmises that once he was fully “committed” (not assigned to a rubber-roomed fun house inside the looney tunes village type of committed mind...
The Making of a “Professional Cultural Anthropologist”
Now my gentle readers, some of you clear-thinking folks, may wonder to yourself, “What is a Professional Cultural Anthropologist?” Gumshoe’s short answer is, “I...
