He’s my all-time favorite Tottenham player, and it’s not an especially close thing. I will miss his infectious smile, his play, his delightful demeanor. And if anyone deserves to have a statue in front of the Tottenham Hotspur Stadium, it’s Son Heung-Min.
I’ve always loved songs with accordions, concertinas, Hammond B3s, etc. Long ago, I even made mix-tapes with names like: “Songs with Organs, Including Accordions.” Flaco Jiménez was a major presence on those mixes.
I think this is good. Evokes Solzhenitsyn about how “the line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either—but right through every human heart.”
My contribution to the family fridge today.
So much to love about this, from the title to the typeface to the barware to the subject …
From Alan Jacobs (@ayjay):
Yes, he has horns and a tail, and he’s enormous and frightening, but he’s our friend. Why should we be worried about our friend? …
The powerful love and recognize only power. They’re never going to be our friends. They’re going to use us and discard us. Power alienates, and absolute power alienates absolutely. This is why the Bible says, “Put not your trust in princes.”
Sadly, squirrels decimated the tomato seedlings 2 months ago. But those that survived are my heroes, and we may get some fall fruit off of them.
Fifty years late, I’ve become a Blondie fan. No doubt, Debbie Harry’s sexy cuteness has something to do with it. (But not everything! The songs are great!)