Anonymous, WWI era I don’t want to join the Army, I don’t want to be a man of war I just wanna hang around Picadilly underground, Living off the earnings of a h-h-h-high born lady. I don’t need no foreign…
Survivors, by Siegfried Sassoon No doubt they’ll soon get well; the shock and strain Have caused their stammering, disconnected talk. Of course they’re ‘longing to go out again,’ — These boys with old, scared faces, learning to walk. They’ll soon…
T’other day, Your Humble Blogger was listening to the local NPR call-in show, and they were, of course, talking about how the Democrats failed to win the election, and what they could do to improve next time. And a fellow…
via Heaneyland, the Flabbergasted Eagle. Now that’s patriotism. Thank you,-Vardibidian….
Parshah Toldot, Genesis 25:19-28:9 covers the birth of the fightin’ twins Jacob and Esau, Isaac’s favoritism, Esau selling his birthright for a mess o’ pottage (mmmmmmmmmmm, pottage), Isaac pulling that old she’s-my-sister trick rather ineffectually (why do I get the…
We discussed Chaye Sarah (23:1-25:18) at synagogue, and it was interesting and fun, even if (or perhaps because) we went in a different direction than I had expected. We wound up talking a good deal about Eliezer, and the way…
By the way, I have in fact been musing over some issues that came to the fore in the election, about reds and blues and purples, about city folk and country folk, about pluralism and fundamentalism, monism and dualism essentialism…
I don’t know about y’all, Gentle Readers, but depression sends me to the old bookshelf. And then to the bathtub. And if Your Humble Blogger is looking for a bathtub book, the shelf with all the Bujolds is pretty much…
Your Humble Blogger loves the Oscars. Well, no, I find them immensely frustrating, but that’s part of the fun. And to add to the fun, I want to run an Oscars Prediction game. And since most of the fun is…
Your Humble Blogger mentioned The Ear, the Eye, and the Arm a month or so ago in a note about Inkheart. From that point it was only a matter of time before I re-read it. And it’s even better than…