I don’t know if I’ve mentioned the Decembrist, a blog by Mark Schmitt. This entry is a good example of why I check it out. I don’t entirely agree with the way he applies the idea to John Kerry’s campaign,…
Dang, YHB needs a new tag line. There’s been an empty space in the tag for four months, since I gave up hope that my old tag Redintegro Iraq had even any comic value anymore. But now the blank space…
I had a kind of odd confluence of reading matter today, which has led to some odd musings, of which I will try to make a kind of sense here. It’s really a Tohu Bohu (more even than usual), and…
If you were wondering why the most popular Republican in the country didn’t appear at their national convention, perhaps this has something to do with it. If y’all don’t want to click the link, Gentle Readers, it seems that Colin…
Neighbors of YHB have a car with a pro-life bumper-sticker. I don’t know them, but I see the car every day. It’s disconcerting, as I have some standard liberal prejudices concerning people with pro-life bumper-stickers: intolerant, small-minded, obsessive, judgmental. I’ve…
In the last month or so, Your Humble Blogger has enjoyed watching two of the three great Hepburn-Grant movies. There’s a fourth, 1935’s Sylvia Scarlett, but I’ve never seen it and it’s supposed to be terrible. In a period of…
Hi, everybody, sorry I’m late. As usual, the Tohu Bohu book club is meeting to talk about Better Together. In there is the Introduction, in there is Valley Interfaith, the chapter on Branch Libraries is in there, and this room…
It’s Labor Day, and I hope y’all are enjoying it, Gentle Readers. It is, per Samuel Gompers, the day “for which the toilers in past centuries looked forward, when their rights and their wrongs would be discussed…that the workers of…
So, Gentle Reader, if you had been perusing this Tohu Bohu between, say, five and ten this morning (EDT), you might have seen some blogspam. Perhaps. Probably not. Three comments were left, each one consisting of a word hyperlinked to…
Do you know joke # 39? You probably know a version of it, perhaps set in a logician’s convention. Here’s the version from pp. 71-72 of The Tidewater Tales, by John Barth. Kathy is telling it to her husband, Peter….