In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers.
In Which Your Humble Blogger just puts out in pixels what's been racing through the midnight mind.
In Which Your Humble Blogger changes his mind, at least partway.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is grumpy. Grumpy Blogger! So grumpy.
In Which Your Humble Blogger attempts to understand a Bertolt Brecht poem, or at least to read it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger could well be wrong about the difference between Now and Then, but I think it's different.
In Which Your Humble Blogger tries to keep the stuff about slaughtering people to a minimum.
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks about the news in a sideways kind of way.
In Which Your Humble Blogger also thinks its interesting that people in the US don't think of the US as a normal country, really, but many pretend is it one anyway.
In Which Your Humble Blogger hocks about numbers again.
