• Pitiable, foolish, and cruel, all at once

    Louis Menand: “[Sontag] forbade her son to look out the window when they rode in a train; he needed to read about a place if he wanted to understand it. She never looked out the window herself.”


  • not so funny anymore
    Mike Godwin:
         ... has the sheer absurdity of so many hyperbolic Nazi comparisons in popular culture made us less vigilant about the possible reemergence of actual fascism in the world? I think it shouldn’t — comparisons to Hitler or to Nazis need to take place when people are beginning to act like Hitler or like Nazis...
         We had the luxury of deriving humor from Hitler and Nazi comparisons when doing so was almost always hyperbole. It’s not a luxury we can afford anymore.
  • The Bloody Mary - Susan Donnelly
    Sunday in late December
    calls for one, with a celery stalk
    and faint taste of Worcestershire,
    to be sipped while eating
    poached egg and corned beef hash,
    in a hotel dining room
    with someone you love. Touch
    the hairs at his wrist
    as the warmth endorses
    all bed-lingering, non-churchgoing.
    It's the solstice, remember,
    when your frugal father
    would hand around dollar bills
    so the day would last longer. 
    Stir ice into the rich red
    and consider such Celtic rituals,
    as you watch, beyond the tall windows,
    pilgrims traveling the paths
    past snow-fringed trees in the park.

  • Christmas scenes 2023


  • O morning stars together
    Proclaim the holy birth
    And praises sing to God the King
    And peace to men on earth!

    Happy Christmas, friends!


  • Christmas Movietime: The Shop Around the Corner

    Black & white film still of Mr. Matuschek and the new clerk, Rudy
    Mr. Matuschek and Rudy are headed to Christmas Eve dinner. 🍿


  • handsome archie

    a tan mini-goldendoodle (Golden Retriever/Poodle mix) looking upwards
    🐶
  • 12.21  Happy Solstice!


  • Chores - Maxine Kumin
    All day he’s shoveled green pine sawdust
    out of the trailer truck into the chute.
    From time to time he’s clambered down to even
    the pile. Now his hair is frosted with sawdust.
    Little rivers of sawdust pour out of his boots.
    

    I hope in the afterlife there’s none of this stuff he says, stripping nude in the late September sun while I broom off his jeans, his sweater flocked with granules, his immersed-in-sawdust socks. I hope there’s no bedding, no stalls, no barn

    no more repairs to the paddock gate the horses burst through when snow avalanches off the roof. Although the old broodmare, our first foal, is his, horses, he’s fond of saying, make divorces. Fifty years married, he’s safely facetious.

    No garden pump that’s airbound, no window a grouse flies into and shatters, no ancient tractor’s intractable problem with carburetor ignition or piston, no mowers and no chain saws that refuse to start, or start, misfire and quit.

    But after a Bloody Mary on the terrace already frost-heaved despite our heroic efforts to level the bricks a few years back, he says let’s walk up to the field and catch the sunset and off we go, a couple of aging fools.

    I hope, he says, on the other side there’s a lot less work, but just in case I’m bringing tools.


  • Come on you Spurs

    The thing about an ugly win is that it's ... worth 3 points.Tottenham Hotspur Football Club's logo: a cockerel standing on a soccer ball
  • Jingle All the Way - Béla Fleck and the Flecktones
    Album cover for 'Jingle All the Way,' a Christmas album by Béla Fleck and the Flecktones 🎶
  • Christmas Mail - Ted Kooser
    Cards in each mailbox,
    angel, manger, star and lamb,
    as the rural carrier,
    driving the snowy roads,
    hears from her bundles
    the plaintive bleating of sheep,
    the shuffle of sandals,
    the clopping of camels.
    At stop after stop,
    she opens the little tin door
    and places deep in the shadows
    the shepherds and wise men,
    the donkeys lank and weary,
    the cow who chews and muses.
    And from her Styrofoam cup,
    white as a star and perched
    on the dashboard, leading her
    ever into the distance,
    there is a hint of hazelnut,
    and then a touch of myrrh.
    

  • We Three Kings - The Roches 1990
    Cover  art depicting three camels for an album of Christmas songs by The Roches 🎶
  • A thought
    Generally, the world says, "Work first, and benefits come after." (E.g., exercise, then fitness.) That's good, because, even for bad work, anticipating the reward eases the pain. But if you must pay after, that looming bill taints the enjoyment of the thing enjoyed. (Of course, taking joy in the work is best of all.)
  • analog days
    A 2011 photo of the Library of Congress' card catalog (now digitized).
    Source: Dr. Amy Brady A 2011 photo of the enormous card catalog at the Library of Congress (now digitized).
  • I love John Prine
    The moon and stars / hang out in bars / just talkin' -- "Summer's End"

  • Brooke Smith is so tender in this scene

  • ewr (1923-2022)

    Old sepia-toned photo of a happy little girl in a wagon holding a parasol. Today, this little girl would have been 100 years old.


  • Keep the light on
    Porch light at dusk with pine trees in background silhouette

    📷


  • Public Servant
    RIP, Sandra Day O'Connor
    Supreme Court Justice Sanda Day O'Connor in her judicial robes
  • You are what you eat
    David French: We’re misinformed not because the government is systematically lying or suppressing the truth. We’re misinformed because we like the misinformation we receive and are eager for more.... The market is very, very happy to provide us with all the misinformation we like. Algorithms recognize our preferences and serve up the next video or article that echoes or amplifies the themes of the first story we clicked.... It’s important to recognize that no person or movement is immune to the temptations of bespoke reality. We’re all vulnerable... That means following as many or more people who disagree with me as agree with me. That means reading the best and smartest people I can find who disagree with me. These practices help both challenge me and humanize my opponents.

  • My town in the Golden Hour

    Downtown Dallas, Texas USA

    Old Red Courthouse. A red stone Romanesque-style building. A mosaic sunburst on the facade of a downtown Dallas chapel. Downtown Dallas crosswalk with tall buildings behind. Early 1900s red brick low-story building with a glass-fronted skyscraper behind.
  • Hot Club by Marion Elliot

    Delightful Django (presumably) and friends by artist Marion Elliot, via the equally delightful Spitalfields Life. (Follow for many more treasures.)

    Illustration of 1930s Paris Jazz Guitarist by Marion Elliot.
  • Coaxing the last tomatoes from the vine 📷 🌱
    late season cherry tomatoes, red and green-going-to-red

    They taste better than they look. No surprise there, for “What’d life be without homegrown tomatoes?”


  • Ears down / Ears up 🐶

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