Ecclesiastes: 3: 1-8 (Turn! Turn! Turn!)
In Which Your Humble Blogger really likes the song, mind you, even if it’s still quite perplexing what all those people mean by it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger really likes the song, mind you, even if it’s still quite perplexing what all those people mean by it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger would probably enjoy seeing more movies, but probably not those movies.
In Which Your Humble Blogger fails to correctly label the paragraph of Digression in the middle. Y’all will figure it out, though.
In Which Your Humble Blogger pretty much just gives up on that whole part of the blogging thing.
In Which Your Humble Blogger finally reaches the end of the second chapter. So, um, from Sukkot to Purim, we got through, oh, fifteen verses? That’s not quite one a week, but it’s, er, it’s slightly more than one every other week! At this rate, I’ll be, well, er, um, extremely slow.
In Which Your Humble Blogger should also point out that each individual program (and there are hundreds) will be judged politically against the others by how loud constituents scream.
In Which Your Humble Blogger tries to hop back on the Book Report wagon, so it’s probably just as well that it doesn’t move particularly fast.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is seized again, as in 2011, with the fear that there will be a terrible act of violence on Purim, but hey, I was wrong then.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is utterly opposed to fun, and therefore this note is actually filled with dry statistical analysis.
In Which Your Humble Blogger realized, after writing this thing, how few of the specific women mentioned were women of color, which is not really a different topic, but still.