• Window Seat

    In the coffee shop,
    I saw a customer reading a big thick book,
    It looked serious, printed on heavy paper, hardback with a jacket.

    I tried to see the title, but he packed up
    Before I got a look. Now I’ll never know.

    A woman sat in the same seat after him.
    She also brought a book. This one,
    I could see the title.

    Comfortable With Uncertainty.


  • Jonah Goldberg

    Worth your time:

    … I am a small-government, traditional conservative who thinks the Constitution is a deeply moral expression of liberalism.

    And that’s why I like it.

    Unlike the common good constitutionalists and postliberals and many of the nationalists, I think its liberalism is the most important thing about it. Postliberals like to argue that it is simply a morally neutral “procedural document.” Sure, it lays out some procedures. But it does so to codify some of the hardest-learned moral lessons in human history. A fair trial is procedural. Your right to one is a profound moral statement and commitment. Your right to worship, speak, move, and associate as you please may come from God, the author of our rights, but the commitment to recognize and protect those rights is not morally neutral at all. Just because people take these rights for granted doesn’t mean that they’re just the natural landscape. They are hard-won moral victories.


  • Pynchon: What should I know?

    Starting with The Crying of Lot 49; any thoughts before I get very far into it?


  • November evening in a Welsh wood

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    James Thomas Watts (1850–1930), Watercolour with scratching out, c. 1885–1895. British Museum

  • Do you know?

    Do you know Dust to Digital? Its Instagram feed of worldwide crowd-sourced musical performances is one of the few good reasons to use IG.


  • Past Lives

    Watched: Past Lives 🍿 Very tender. Excellent acting. I’ll remember it.


  • Eden Rock + Charles Causley

    They are waiting for me somewhere beyond Eden Rock: My father, twenty-five, in the same suit Of Genuine Irish Tweed, his terrier Jack Still two years old and trembling at his feet.

    My mother, twenty-three, in a sprigged dress Drawn at the waist, ribbon in her straw hat, Has spread the stiff white cloth over the grass. Her hair, the colour of wheat, takes on the light.

    She pours tea from a Thermos, the milk straight From an old H.P. sauce-bottle, a screw Of paper for a cork; slowly sets out The same three plates, the tin cups painted blue.

    The sky whitens as if lit by three suns. My mother shades her eyes and looks my way Over the drifted stream. My father spins A stone along the water. Leisurely,

    They beckon to me from the other bank. I hear them call, ‘See where the stream-path is! Crossing is not as hard as you might think.’

    I had not thought that it would be like this.


  • More Buechner

    I was going to say that my faith, like my doubt, mostly involves my mind and not my stomach. Basically that’s true. I can’t really imagine what it would be like to behold the Lord and not as a stranger. I’m not a saint, so I haven’t had that experience. And yet, even as a not-saint, I get glimpses. I think we all have, and may there be many more of them for all of us.

    The Remarkable Ordinary (2017)


  • What Hath Trump (But Not Exclusively Trump) Wrought?

    Jonah Goldberg:

    The kinds of things one might say in private, to close friends, for shock value, as a joke, or out of a shared hateful anger at this group or that, are now welcome or at least tolerated in the public square.

    This is but one of Trump’s (and Twitter’s and Reality TV’s, et al.) malignancies: it’s now OK to say nasty things out loud that once were hidden or, at least, circumscribed.


  • USWNT Great, Christian Press, Retires

    One of the greats.

    U.S. women's soccer player Christian Press wearing a navy blue uniform with the number 23 is on the field smiling.
  • “Here we are!"

    … the stars shone in their watches, and were glad;
    he called them, and they said, ‘Here we are!’
    They shone with gladness for him who made them.

    Baruch 3:34


  • Tarragon flowers

    A plant with slender green leaves features clusters of small, vibrant orange flowers growing in a garden bed.

    Who knew tarragon flowers? Not I.


  • With its lovely patience

    Fall is. It always comes round, with its lovely patience. If in the beginning it’s restless, at the end it’s resigned, complete in its waiting, complete in the utter correctness of what it has to tell us. Which is that we’re transitory.

    Joy Wiilliams, via Austin Kleon

    Mono no aware


  • Guns and Militias

    Jill Lepore’s article in The Atlantic on originalism (it’s not great) got me thinking about the 2nd Amendment. The plain words suggest that your right to keep and bear arms is conditional on your being a member of a well-regulated militia. Query: can the state regulate a militia?


  • Something great (and awful) from Austin Kleon

    He quotes Wyndham Lewis, who said times like these, when “the world is too much with us," is like living in a moronic inferno. That’s a phrase to remember.


  • Goes Both Ways

    Last week, I posted about the country’s need to recommit to the truth in the face of MAGA’s “reality TV” theory of governance. As Catoggio points out, the left is not so great at the truth, either.


  • Happy Birthday to Me

    A photo of a positive COVID test
  • Not a New Idea, But …

    “Reality TV” doesn’t care about reality, but about presenting a version of life that the viewer can believe is true. Likewise, our Reality TV President cares little for truth, but only for what he can convince “viewers” to be true. And, as with Reality TV, the viewers go along, even if they know it’s not real, because Trump’s lies scratch an itch – for entertainment, catharsis, confirmation of biases, etc.

    To get out of this mess, we must recommit to truth.


  • Nick Cattogio:

    If a business in a good neighborhood gets held up, everyone talks about it. But if a business in a bad neighborhood gets held up, it’s barely news. What can the locals realistically do except sigh and say, “Yeah, that happens now”?

    The president is monetizing his office in broad daylight to the tune of billions per year? Yeah, that happens now.

    No wonder, then, that Americans can’t get excited about Trump’s history with Epstein. If he were a person of good character committed to ethical government, it’d be earth-shaking to find him sending risqué letters to his child-molester pal. As it is, it’s like finding out that the leader of the local gang that runs the neighborhood is involved in a prostitution racket. You might not approve of it but you’re certainly not surprised.

    That’s just how this neighborhood is nowadays.


  • Happy 143rd Spurs

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  • Fools and Crackpots

    I am continually awed (and frightened) by Hannah Arendt’s insights.

    Totalitarianism in power invariably replaces all first-rate talents, regardless of their sympathies, with those crackpots and fools whose lack of intelligence and creativity is still the best guarantee of their loyalty.

    Hannah Arendt, The Origins of Totalitarianism


  • Good Lord, Deliver Us

    Alan Jacobs:

    The passive acceptance of utter cruelty… has become the most characteristic feature of our cultural moment.


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