I’ve heard people who think referred to as “philosophers.” In the world that I live in they’re called cowboys, buckaroos or vaqueros – humble tenders of livestock. Time in the saddle makes room in the brain for new thought and opinion.
While in no way an educated man, I am smart enough to come in out of the rain and put the toilet seat down. With my time served on the throne of thought, I think that with the election of a white-collar hillbilly to the office “King,” we should all take a deep seat for the ride that’s coming.
Everett Ruess aka Tom James
Ignacio
