Andele over at Can’t Sleep at Night? makes a good point about the excuse being worse than the admission. Our Only President, he says, has the choice now of either admitting being dishonest about the intelligence or pretending he was…
Mine gracious host, Jed, recently gave a few links about copyright and fair use, for which I thank him. As many Gentle Readers are aware, I worked for a few years with issues of education and intellectual property, so I…
Last year, Your Humble Blogger came up with a cool Oscars game and then never got any players. Well, and I tell a lie; I got one player, but one player doesn’t make a game. Anyway, as I was grousing…
Your Humble Blogger’s house has been a Prius house for three months now, more or less, so perhaps it’s a good time to say a few things about it. The below should be taken as one fellah’s feelings, and Gentle…
Your Humble Blogger usually observes Armistice Day with a certain mournful bitterness I think appropriate to the occasion. Today, for some reason, I’m reaching toward a more wistful emotion, and as such, present this, from the handsomest man in England,…
Well, and so far, what has happened? Mr. Jefferson and his fellows have established that they speak with sixteen kinds of authority, they have established that they are not out for their own profit, they have established that they speak…
Well, and I voted yesterday, and my Best Reader voted yesterday, and I drove a voter to the polls who probably would have driven herself to the polls but might well have forgotten. I also had a short and shallow…
Election Day, November, 1884, by Walt Whitman, from Leaves of Grass, Book XXXIV: Sands at Seventy. If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show, ‘Twould not be you, Niagara–nor you, ye limitless prairies–nor your…
Matt Chao appears to have found the Meme to End Memes, the Twenty Questions to Perplex and Astound, the Breathtakingly Bizawah Whatsit of Stuff. Now, really, how could Your Humble Blogger Resist? 1. You are in the Witness Protection Program…
Your Humble Blogger yields to no-one in my admiration for Jon Carroll (unless, of course, it is to someone who is already in the admiration-for-Jon-Carroll intersection, or approaching it, before I get there, and I can’t proceed safely until they…